Exile

[Verse 1: Fashody]

My Plan of attack I attack in no particular order
All of my hoes lined up ready for vicious slaughter
Descendants of slutty daughters Christoper Columbus
As I conquer all the bitches of the world on some new world order
Domesticated the wildlife I built my home
6 feet under bones of the dead bodies stuck in Lome I conquered those
Earth crust mantle set in stone
I spin the world on my fingertips like I’m Harlem globe
Yo soy Maricon
Run these hoes back and forth call me border patrol
Out of petrol cause I’m gassing my foes
Immigration in my nation earthquake from the fat bitches jumping on vacation
Ya mama included but ya grandma not cause she more at her conclusion
Ya life an illusion my verse so nasty it’s a certified pollutant
Pollutin ya mind Russian to yo dome I’m Vladimir Putin
Poopin on you bitches raining shit on ya heads
Make you clean it all up then bury you in the same shit you shit the bed

[Verse 2: X]

Time to wrap it up yo we killed it
The Pharaohs, yeah we went and sealed it
We the toughest in the building
With this mighty sword we wielding
Mixed mastered and produced
All by X, and that’s the truth
Endless studio time, fall asleep up in the booth
Bouta wake up to some money like I lost a tooth
From the 510 but all I see is .223
Put this bar of codes on you like a UPC
Bring it to ya door hot that’s room service
Convoy entourage full of doomed hearses
Spitting crazy from the depths of hell
Gassin up myself, like I’m at a Shell
Bite the bullet, it’s duck season
Turn against the Pharaohs that’s fuckin treason

[Verse 3: Fashody}

Military persona two teams I shoot shots for both sides
Two time I go back to back Kobe Bryant in my prime
Greatest of all time 5 time I drive to the basket shift gears as I swerve through opponents
Like I’m navigating the Grapevine
At the same time I’m straight capping they kneecap while protesting like they Kaep
They kneel down with no hat but they stay cap
SnapBack on Snapchat caught 4 bodies on diss tracks
I catch flak for my response send e cards to they dumb broads
Seaside I’m on beach mode got a bunch of bitches swallow sea foam
Ima big shark with a sharp fin I’m swimming fast got fast strokes
Slay hoes I stay float got ten toes in sand doe
Turks Cacos I fly jet to island it’s private
Subliminally killin the illest of villains I’m drillin they women
And spillin my feelins my spirit a millin i q ball like Krillin
Take it and sip it I lean on resistance My reflex an instant
I fuck on yo main bitch and sleep with your mistress

[Verse 4: X]

I’m making scripture from my own thoughts
And i know With this vision I see more clearly up in the dark
Any negativity feeds me until u bitches rot
Cuz if I don’t, imma become something that I’m really not
But imma tie the knot
Hang you from my podium and watch you swing until You stop
Paying homage to the ‘16 Darkroom
Imma leave ya bitch animated like a cartoon
Speaking from the heart, so this’ll hit you deep
Staring into darkness, just tryna get some sleep
Hearin just a sample, you’ll never hear me weep
From the Pharaohs. this has been a treat
This right here is basically the Bible
For survival come on down n listen to some idols
Yo fate be written like the verses was
Now bow ya head and worship us