Lord Knows

[Verse 1] Bouta spit like Pumkin, but with mo' Flava And you never ever gon' catch me worryin' bout a hata' See that's just not my style, I don't spit that boomer bile But I really am a hunter, kickin' shit like a punter Smokin' purple haze, extinguishin' that unjust blaze Lord forgive me for my ways, I'm just tryna get paid Y'all dinosaurs & my widsom is the meteorite, you niggas is light Like a newborn baby, man this the shit that keep my fortress fortified, I'm the real MC You niggas left me at home, but that's ok, y'all in the way anyway like replace the C w/ a J I spit that fire like Lucifer's lunch plate after he had a brunch date The opposite of entering the Dragon's mouth, welcome to my house Killin' y'all with bare arms like I don't shave Throwin' a rave, kickin' wit my concaves and my asics Y'all niggas basic, like lil duval's bitches [Talking shit] Oops, I meant the opposite You know he don't fuck with them basic bitches, according to twitter Let the chorus fade out & shit [Verse 2] Get punched in the esophagus You gonna be a resident on Jurassic park, Noah's Ark Wanna know why? Cuz you niggas is mythical Hypocritical, your entendres are superficial While I spit them lyrical myricles That have you sayin' "How the fuck does he do that?" Heh, yea, my rhymes is ill, your girl is on the pull The sickness of my flows is like the power of will Huh, and God told me kill this shit but not even Lord Knows how the fuck I could finish it