6'7 Foot (Freestyle)

[Verse 1 - Los] Okay my work out devastating it petrify haters I personally train amazing then I exercise greatness You ain't shit my set repping when its war on I have two niggas pushup and show you four arms Wh-wh-what you boys on I pull up in the latest car Ya'll niggas ain't doing squat that's why you never raised a bar My ring work like Mayweather with a steady jab And my chain swing like Pacquiao on a heavy bag My jeweler my cut man,Your girlfriend my stuntman She jump off on camera,Legs spread like the jump man Im on the run,Damn you dont see how hard I go Jumping in and out of ropes you dont see my cardio Audio killer I play the assassin role Ya'll niggas Degrassi, I'm more like the grassy knoll You about to have me go,Dress up in my granny clothes Hop up out that wheelchair and snipe you off your patio Your girl a pistachio I dont give a fuck about her Only see what's cracking with her just to get that nut out her Gun powder,bullet shells,leather gloves,knuckles out Zero in and take that shot shootings what the fuck im about Luck is out it's all skill no bluffing out that war pill Suckers out leave substance gushing out his skull still Heart filled with rage and terror,Body every punchline Put me in a cage with lions I'm gone think it's lunch time Front line soldier shit knee cap shoulder hits Marksman with the flow chip your tooth if its over bit It's over with elite flow boom bam finito Got wrapped in a bag,Cool ranch doritos Your favorite rapper cool but I'm 30 more below I show a little muscle like a Jersey Shore guido I hurt your little ego fuck around and get rocked to sleep Rappers can't get at me it feel like I locked my tweets I got you bitches accepted just like a DM Cause I ain't got to mention you but you still get the message My shit perfected get your weapon if you scared nigga You a trick I'm on my strick and Trina you don't know Nann nigga Yeah nigga I'm talking to you nigga Look you in your eye,your heart'll fall in your shoe nigga Y-y-you niggas try Los never a smart choice I promise you boo-boo Kevin Hart voice Aw boy I done went to rock them, sock them mode Knock him out his shoes and socks I'm on his heels like doctor soles Lock and I loadcock and I pop-pop-pop until the shots in the top of his flow Locking his block and I'm clocking his dough like I'm Dropping the rocks in the pot on the stove Dr-dr-droping the top and im clocking his ho Put my foot in his ass until his pockets is low Then I'm airing him out until his oxygen low Bitch niggas step up a notch in your flow Cause you not on my level stop jocking me ho Stop watching me prophecy probably says Them niggas that's top on me probably did But you can get properly shot in the head (BLAAAOOOOW) Now what makes you never heard no shit this sick before A-n-r’s bring your pistols we gone have a bidding war I mean fuck else I got to say best rapper alive every body else died today