Element 4 President

[Intro:] Yea Yea Yow Yow [Verse:] Won’t sign a deal unless the number’s like stagamise I’m known for deezer drums an crackin that’ll start a fight Long Island down a Penn is down around at Penn Station Makin records that’ll live on like the Temptations Ugh, chillin in Hawaii drinkin mai tais Think like Robert M an smart like Einstein I’ll battle you wit beats an battle anyone you know I got a new rad in d basement of the alamo If anybody got a problem they can test away I’m like a mix of Richter Gretzky and Don Messier Raps as ADA I hit ma ten thousand hours Beat some Sole3 you won’t meet ma old feet Take you back to high school, throwin keg parties Suburban kids gettin white trashed, no Ed Hardy The architemp rap game were just Meredith In the office gettin shit faced with Meredith I’m from the central, it’s all fundamental Poly poems from the mental and from the intro Know the outcome, the gangsta smokin pimps faced with menthol Torturers like to torture like it’s dickmo Let a bitch know, real quick now Money bitch tryna get more before it’s all gone It’s so far gone from conclusions that we spit dope Like Yayo from the OA, K wit d AK Spray yo, posse cause they pussy like d gayto, I mean gato Choosey got the groupies cause he got flow Make dem panties moist an leave dem panties on d top floor The highest height, throw some light an reefers wit d concept Throw us coke, throw us double dope an try to buy it twice We in it, original, authentic, ain’t no mimick I mean I own, I paid d cost forward ain’t no rentin state of mind I’m grindin on dese sucka ass niggas suck a fat dick an hiccup,can I pass d fast swishas to ma nigga Beautiful like babies being born, ma sound’s complex like theremins when they form Insane in the brain so reverse as a sophomore While on d mic like a star in a dark porn Yea it’s some’n like minaj et trois Fuck 3 tracks at a time before it finds a jar Treat raps like prisonship, gridiron an bar One a d dopest MC’s dat has rhymed this fall I’m on dat OG an sly shit, pull dat Hansel Thompson all of us we fuck d vice script On worldwide law, homie fuck dat open mic shit Punch a bitch, chokin on ma dick like d heimlich (ha, ha) I’m feelin like I can’t be stopped, I’m like a fade away jump man I just can’t be stopped You’re now listenin to a soul that just can’t be bought A whole glass jar nigga, yes you can be dropped Expressin for ma 3rd eye optic This rhyme I write is like a vessel for Muhammed Elijah or d teachings of the Middle Eastern prophet Daksav nigga we ain’t got no other options Anyone can do what they seeing on d web, an very few do what they seeing in their heads They blame shoot an I aim shoot An I ain’t talkin 22’s an rovers, I’m hittin you wit d laden Number 1 wit d number 2, explain d place where egg came from the mother goose That’s for you riddle rappers, rap to who’s rappin facts an then twisted in a mastered act You must’ve missed your classes, you must be missing classes Tacky ass nigga, fashion all about matchin You guys would be that nigga strikin when d match is lit I mean, just to light d biff, psych em when d pass id bliff Refresh as pacifist, I’ll be put d pass to fiss An hit you to d instrument passed it, you sprintin on d trachea anma scrimmage is lappy Ma niggas is laughin cause you simple an backwards You sittin on d bench while I’m gettin it, bastards`