Meagan Good

Brooklyn in this bitch, Nino bout to flip Brooklyn in this bitch, you see me on my shit This is beastly, see my joints in the streets, been on repeat now White kids in the 'burbs see me and greet me like I am The Beasties The way I cook up in the lab, Heisenberg With ice, they say the purest shit around, I concur You just caught on, I been had the flow to light up this era Since Fresh Prince in that cab, seen the dice on the mirror (Yeah!) Fall for my hype, and you’re right, this is not an error And fuck these flash in the pansm shit, R.O.A.M.'ll last forever For-ever-ever? For-ever-ever? No lie, you hate, get helicopter, propeller chopped, now ya head is severed The best since “Thriller,” none realer, no, you know Bless is better I rep the cellar, sky's who's limit? Bitch I'm interstellar Brooklyn's representer, who's doing what I offer? I am to a rap fiend what, Facebook is to a stalker I'm at these crackers’ office, laughing at they offers My endorphins, alone are worth the sacrifice of they daughters On the road to riches, Bless is all about business I'm tryna stack chips and raise some spoiled ass rich kids I want friends with Illuminati connections That don't get cash they print it, I've check off half my wish list I got a slim chick, with an ass so out of proportion She booty claps by accident, it just bounce when she's walking My game gets me bitches outta my league It’s almost like they got no choice to fuck, Adam and Eve I, make ya mouth piece obese like Della Reese My, mind's potential peak, has me near the Devil's reach So, Satan's tryna catch me, I got too much information Won't be shocked when he sends Jay-Z to recruit me for the Masons, hey Hov’ I'll throw that diamond up, sign me up Just tell me which sign is up, I like things to be defined then I adjust Grinding and climbing up, I could see past the Andromeda My lines are hot enough to make the toxins burst out the thermometer That’s a reminder, I’ma just cake, get my commas up So I can rent land in Mars from Obama when our time is up Uh!, my squad’s knee deep- Down in the gutter Ain't nothing fancy here, Kendrick Lamar's album cover Speaking of covers, don't make me go and unload a clip or two And switch ya view from light, to the insert of Food and Liquor 2 I flip the rules, and tell the ruler I'm a inch away So he can anticipate that shift and when I move in his space Watch me infiltrate, cuz it’s my fate to integrate Bars with great music, then mold my heir to sit in my place Fix ya face, catch me slip, no way That'll happen when 6 Hipster gays, get served Chic-Fil-A on Christmas day The shit I say, gets respect in a big way No need to speak Pig Latin, to know I'm ‘ethay itshay’ The best display of rhymes, since the BIG days Pick anyone, Punisher, Corleone, Chris, Kane Insane in the membrane, Lets B-Real, I'm the next thang I could fuck Scarlett Johansson just off my Penn game Bitch! The fiends loving that 'piff, I make it good The flows beautiful bitch, Meagan Good