Chosen

It's a cold one Spit bars 'til my throat snap Charred is the goat from the start It's a cult rap Zan out in the garden, a party in the forest But I left the door, darn I'm a ghost now When I had a fro, had different color button-ups Got dreads, you see I'm wearing all-black coats now Chosen Almost missed my flight, had to buy a suitcase Rocked the Dickies and the Adi Yeezys with the bootlace Fresher than some toothpaste, heaven sent The fung shui decadent, and mechanisms flew What a blue day, right? Did you say night's in the distance? Fuck it Kill 'em on sight, no forgiveness Chester Watson, ruler of the night and the wicked Focused on Medusa, got my eyes hella vintage Fuck a feature, I don't got a price for you niggas Call me Caesar, feeding off the light But I'm leaning off the Sprite Rockin' bees, don't rock no ice Where I'm from, that shit will get you killed or stopped by the police And that's the shit I don't got time to deal with Clock it to the streets, walk around with twenty bucks To hold it, I deposit cheese My ruler, that's what you believe in Socrates, ancient leader Don't say it cause it rhyme Say it cause you want to be considered nigga of that Prime minister, menacing chimes, sickening villainous (???) Twitching, it's brittle and grimy See, my kindness is diminishing Five bitches and middleman processed to belittle them Time ticking, the penalty's life Chase the Henny like a bounty's on its head But drink it on the rocks if I'm surrounded by the dead Wish I am It's a cold one Spit bars 'til my throat snap Charred is the goat from the start It's a cult rap Zan out in the garden, a party in the forest But I left the door, darn I'm a ghost now When I had a fro, had different color button-ups Got dreads, you see I'm wearing all-black coats now Chosen Mmm, folded this shit Locks into Loch Ness and and closer to (???) Chakra apocalypse, who said it's obvious That my los manos lose control in the wind Hold Hennessy when I'm holding my zen Mmm, soulless as shit Boy, I need rollie on wrist Drunk as fuck and I'm scrolling this spliff like Damn, this is pearl Laughing, I (???) on and I'm jamming the curls Panicking, pressing sweet dances with witches and phantoms and me Holograms walking with (???) sanctity Metaphysical as insanity, there It's a cold one Spit bars 'til my throat snap Charred is the goat from the start It's a cult rap Zan out in the garden, a party in the forest But I left the door, darn I'm a ghost now When I had a fro, had different color button-ups Got dreads, you see I'm wearing all-black coats now Chosen It's a cold one Spit bars 'til my throat snap Charred is the goat from the start It's a cult rap Zan out in the garden, a party in the forest But I left the door, darn I'm a ghost now When I had a fro, had different color button-ups Got dreads, you see I'm wearing all-black coats now Chosen