The Future

[Hook: Kid Vishis] Fake emcees bore me, it's cool cause unfortunately Your Georgie Porgie sorority has no authority This ain't writing, you ain't a killer So what you gon' do against some niggas who ain't fighting with you Here's a hint, 11 pop, medics, docs, heaven, god You know where I'm going with this You'll be fired from your job cause you rap niggas trynna have a knife fight Well I brought a firing squad [Verse 1: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] My nigga Vishis told me spaz, my spit is sharp as bits of broken glass Pick the biggest chrome to split your dome in half My clique is so advanced, dope as Ethiopian opium giving dope to cats without sittin' on the ave Y'all fuckin talk tough, when y'all front and soft ??? When y'all could be as big as Dolph Lundgren, Paul Bunyan Y'all running when that sawed-off dumping Like I told this blind broad sucking my dick, I'm the hardest thing you never saw coming It's all fun and games to me, fly 'til I die If my plane crash in the ocean, it's plain to see Shoe G.A.N.G. this psycho click invite your chick to give me suction lipo shit I'm so sick, psychosis, my only family is them hammers my nina is my psycho-sis Yeah I lay you niggas flat, my nine'll stretch ya My 9 keep bodies on him, that's why I call my 9 a stretcher [Verse 2: Julius Luciano] Fuck a freestyle I flow for cheddar Dudes that's locked up in the pen'll tell you why free and bars don't go together It's like I'm obese, I ain't fit to loose A big winner in my whip, look out the giant Victor Cruz I'm just a Glock tucker, spot tucker, pop suckers, drop fuckers You chop lumber, shot cover my gun will pop under top gun My Ray-Bans on, I need my eyes covered, I'm Scott Summers I wish a nigga would, that mean I'm hoping your album flop fucker COB nukka, hell of a rapid gunner wit rachets I split your melon in half with hatchet, now the fellas are halfwits I got an adamantium skeleton, I got several enhancements With 2 bad chicks, I get double the ass, like spellin' assassin Every man gon' hear me spittin' I make em lend me an ear,I'm the reason Van Gogh's ear is missin' I'm on the track with raps, Joe Jurevicius And my team of heat packers in a lambo filled with bitches [Verse 3: Kenny Siegel] To say you want a feature is like tryna phone the reaper I start to blow on Keisha, then verbally paint a Mona Lisa Fucking the game, holding her making her moan and won't release her Watch haters like overseers, if I see ya it's over, see ya See ya, y'all can't see us, it's softer than ass and tits It's time to go, I help you leave us, make you part of my magic trick I'mma saw you in half and then, tell you sorry you had to split I'll get busy in your hood with my tools, auto-mechanic shit In my dickies in the hood wit my Shoes, I'm talking about my clique If we bust, it's your time piece bust, your cardiac's last tic-tic And Kenny's really good but my crew, against them you got no chance But I pull your brain out your skull take the matter in my own hands I'mma elevate your mind, let's see how high in the sky your brain go Once blat-blat, it takes 2 like the tango Who like to tango and get placed in the bag You ain't no threat, I'm anal sex, a pain in the ass [Verse 4: Demetrius Capone] While you're popping bottles with models, I'm Holocaustle and hostile Finna hot you with a hollow tip, see my apostles colossal Nigga, I demolish you pricks with a diabolical medley That will leave a mark like your biological dead beat When it's time to rock and roll, I remind you of Presley Cause I am robbing you niggas, then I Nirvana your headpiece I sayonara you, your arms are too short to try and box with Zeus I ain't right cause I am boxing you lefty's It's murder season, I'll leave any person bleeding I don't even need a third of a reason if he worse than heathens When I'm reaping my murder thesis, reverse is the birth of Jesus I'm swinging on Hercules, I'm beefing with any motherfucker breathing Yeah, I've been a dick like Arnold, y'all motherfuckers been a fraud It's like you traveled the world, nigga you been abroad Like Dennis Rod, rhyming like you hard You should change your name like snoop cause you lyin' like a dog [Hook: Kid Vishis] [Verse 5: Kid Vishis] You could describe me as Big L with a lit L You spit, you just another bitch to the prince like ?????? Fucking dick heads, my niggas been in the trap Pushin' birds out of that window like ???? How could you possibly stop me, I'm rocky, your not a G Mockery, modern days philosophies against Socrates Box with me, must be out of your vegetable Wanna be looked as a G, not even looked as a heterosexual Just picture Michael Myers with a sniper rifle Freddie Kruger with a Ruger, ???????? intruder Not coming to accuse you, I show up, put your ho up Get your dough up, or shit getting tow up, nigga shot from the toe up When Vishis and the Horseshoe pop up at your home The techs we shoot will not pop on your phone You a snitch, I look at you and hear sirens But remind me of a detective cause you like dick and private