October 3rd

Destroying every track I see, deploying every rap I read Naturally Maxx is attacking beats with them hardcore casualties Style you've never seen on a television Hell is listening dwelled and whistling, ringing bells in every cell and prism Get em all the time everyday, you don't carry heavy weight Thrown in the levy bait for them fishes yes come have a plate Grab the steaks, you jerk offs just masturbate, running toward a faster gate I'm 90's Cuban Linx, I should elaborate Have a taste and gravitate to bring the ruckus stab the fate Who getting cream? man to me you agitate You faggots face a baggage waste, who's a poet? asking all them questions Perfection in my section, no time to fool around Etching and progressing, show rhymes and rule the town The truth is bound to bloom and crown, high off I'm that zooted clown Off the loot and rounds of drinks they got, naw son I'm soothing now This is what you asked for, like a ass whore with a glass jaw Fuck all you opionaters, you ain't half as raw Its like Rios, Wallace and Coleman is holding it With a golden grin, its like your didn't notice him One year your quoting him, all you need, show your skin Fake fucks blow the hinge, blow my dick, shut it up, and grow some then Behind backs like Maravich, thats you in my favorite ball player I won't pull the pistol though, fronting like you all players You can get called later by some bald hater The sky with fall for this fronting ass bitch ass rappers But at the end of the day it doesn't really matter X3