Belligerent

Addicted to moving the rock
Grew up ain’t knew his pops
Walk around with a mop
Always tryna get guap
When is shit gonna stop
Living something you not
And you fronting for hoes
Got no time, bought a watch
Better watch for the statements
Niggas steady be hating
For them niggas think we pussy we catch bodies like Jason
G-Got choppas like Haitians
Leaning four like the matrix
Got to dirty a cup and it’s fuckin' up thinking
Fifteen young nigga running from the D’s
Thousand in the sock, the cops just yelling freeze
Addicted just to these knots
Always smoking the trees
Eyes be looking low like I’m Vietnamese
Niggas kicking the door
I be waving the four
Cops ever tryna rush me, nigga I’m at a show
We back in the trap
Better walk with a strap
Got me dressed in all black
Doing hits for the racks
Back in the trap like a fox biting his tail off
I tried to tell y’all
Collateral damage off the blast, cruise control, target locked
Let the missile splash
Box it out, start stepping but shoot in top hats
Problems incorrect so take a second to double check it
Pinpoint, pinpoint, it’s all facts
My presentation is these laser beams lining your back
You in distress? Well we gon' lay it down across these tracks
Train come running, people start gunning
Your body gets splattered, I’ll be standing there to laugh
I ain’t speaking on nothing, out the loop of this discussion
Think about it after, now I’m sure that’s that
Blend right into your environment
Rock, paper, scissors with the iron fist
It’s my choice how you gon' be dying kid
And you know you gone be draped in black, what’s up?
Nothin' Pretty’s my attitude when I walk
'Cause I don’t do dirt, got goons that’ll splatter you in the court
Shatter you from a thought, took sabbaticals from the sport
Came back like the same crack you blaze with your favorite torch
Jump on your neighbor’s porch
The razor brought cut a racist a couple places
His face is gonna morph, check it
I got a reason to believe you single handedly a snitch
And you got surveillance cameras in the whip
You’ll never plead or challenge with the fifth
You’re unbalanced and it’s sick
Can’t be valid and a snitch
Got the talent and the gift to do damage to the strip
Play fly with ya limp, blacks talons in ya hip, pimp
Ya right hands a crab, he fucked you like fefe’s
Bagged you like chi’s chi’s, stab them off GP
DTs at ya crib and strong time builders
Rang ya bell, good job, that’s Long John Silver’s, nigga
Fuck all them filters, we animals without the flash
Pull the can out the car like we running out of gas
Pit stop in Pittsburgh, no blick, brung cautio
Springfield destination, only here for gun auctions
Spun off it, two big for one coffin
Deaded one plug and I’m heavy as Pun off it
A loudmouth silence is fatal
But I rather wait on checks than trial or a table
You a lion I’m the science to tame you
Another page out my jungle book
You’d think I was designing a fable
It’s the king with the Mag Mob sign on the label
I don’t have to get the strap, brought mine to the table
I generate with degenerates a little bit
So it’s rigorous, rip a ligament, reconsider it
Mix a lil ignorance with everything significant
King Magnetic: definition of belligerent