Industry Nazis

[Intro: J.K. The Reaper] Niggas always asking fucking questions I told them straight like this They could suck my dick Roll it up [Verse 1: J.K. The Reaper] Yo yo fuck the illuminate Industry Nazi That's why these logos all on my body I'll never sell my soul My flow too cold they'll kill me probably I raise hell in my casket Find an angel bitch to come back with Not a thug nigga Not a drug dealer Just a young nigga trying to change the game But the people didn't listen I got pissed off Nigga vexed out Bout to bust a vein Fuck a name on that raw shit Fuck anything that you offering I do this shit for my offspring That ain't born yet to get off me American history exflo I'm hitler in his prime Not literally but I'm killing them just the same with every line Craziest shit be on my mind So I spit that killer shit Ask a death ho if she heard me I'm getting baptized In the blood of the baddest virgins in the world I know it's hurting That's the sacrifice Niggas ain't half as nice and just stay working The rap game got murdered And I'm the grim reaper In the black robe with black vans on I dare anything that you speaking rest in peace [Hook: J.K The Rapper] Two strikes to the side on that FANG shit Two middle fingers to these rappers cuz they ain't shit Industry nazi yelling fuck the rap game bitch Industry nazi yelling fuck the rap game It's a holocaust for these rappers(x4) It's a holocaust for these niggas It's a holocaust for these bitches It's a holocaust for these rappers Killing them all I think I'm hitler [Verse 2: J.K. The Reaper] Yo yo fuck the illuminate Industry nazi That's why these logos all on my body I couldn't sell my soul For a piece of gold Materialistic rapper showing off It's kinda getting old Like bad bitches Mad bottoms Big chains Expensive clothes Got a record deal Had one hit Yo shit flop Now yo car gone Yo bitch gone Yo fans gone You home alone With the lights out It's kinda dark out Look out yo window You'll see my people and they talking bout The reaper gon' get ya The reaper gon' get ya The reaper The reaper gon' get ya The reaper gon' get ya Better lock yo doors I'm coming for dead rappers And any nigga that disses I'm turning yo booth into a casket Bastard [Hook] [Verse 3: 2Chea] S be [?] click bitch I roll up and she hit it I put her on cloud 9 times To now she wanna quit it Now she want me to hit it Fucking name Be my fucking game Middle finger to the niggas that be judging me Cuz they don't feel my fucking pain I swear nigga I'm zombie A hundred niggas right behind me I'm hitler's new hitman Yeah I'm the industry nazi Big shout out to nasi G [?] We the bestest Pulling out that smith and wesson Ya'll flintstone's And we the jetson's [Verse 4: MTown] Fucking and gain F-A-N-G That's the shit that I bang FANG life To the great life You copy and shit But your shit ain't the same Stealing shit I'm Tommy Vercetti Fuck that I'm just from the gelly An angel of death I'm the doctor bitch And yo soilders a patient I'm dropping shit Fucking around with your bitches and shit You late to find out that your bitch is a bitch And she buried alive Now yo bitch in a ditch Come to our house to replenish the dick Get mad at my homies is watching ya Approach you with SS's and swatchka's You mad that I done took yo fans And they are all now German officers [Hook]