Deity Killer

[Verse 1]

Yo the kids back with a crack spot
Burner on lap and your chick with no top
Anybody want it with one of the best
400 meters put 1 in the chest

Do I really need to write it Just so they could bite it
I don't give a fuck I leave slumped try to fight it
Lefts that don I been on and dopeness
It's all copacetic yeah I said it you hopeless

I don't miss, neva happen you lack that
My synapse move quicker then the gun claps back, uh
It's the Bronx and you know that,
I know that I'm nice but still like a throw back

I'ma pro, it's left you know the name
I move with eagles fly parallel to planes
It ain't the same without me in game
But my name holds weight without the fucking fame
I'ma god

[Verse 2]

Y'all thinking this shit is all funny
When all y'all movin like a bunch of crash dummies
Left stay loaded dump jewels on ya mommy
Drop a hundred dollars so I leave her with some money

And I'm out you can catch me on the block tho
Ducking in the alley from those black heli cop toes
haha and you moving like Gandolf,
ya mans soft, ya he sat in the stand off,

I stack bodies draw lines in the sand
Move like general and follow the plan
Tamper with the temper find out who I am
I don't play with pen that's attached to my hand

I stand on my own on my own I stand
Understand you need scholar to unlock it fam
I'ma EMCEE, YOU CANT S.E.E M.E T.H.E G.O.D
motha fucka