Brain Storms

Brainstorms got me dripping with energy
Instead of going out alive I’m going out with style
MF whoever has it
I’m coming for whoever
Who has it?
Immovable object meets the unstoppable rapper
You so Casper with ya acting
Another one bites the dust in like fashion
It’s easy not to fathom
It might as well be magic
It might as well be dragons
That they imagine
Rolling thru the city with a doobie lit
I do be lit
Literally
I don’t give a flip
Mode beast
So I stick to the code
Busta rhyme in the eye of whoever beholds the flow
MF you too if you spazzing that jazz
I Got your mother wanting to fuck and suck my nutter butter batch
Tucking tough stuff right up in her plump butt
Dropping offa load like a mf dump truck
Back in the day she used to say I was polite
Now a days she got the pipe in her pipes every night
Deep off in her organs
I got an assortment
Select your best portion
No way you’ll extort meh
Planes stored in the brains of a great lord
Case closed imma drake blowing flame storms
Stay of the fucking lawn
Bitch I’m trying grow this shit
If you didn’t notice it
This game is full of bogus shit
Wack MCs spitting flat and empty
Independent contractor
Contract my v
I R U S
Fuck with me
Come track my quest as I sail these seas
Bitch they pale in comparison to stories we tell
Like what’s in store like a retail
And we speed at the speed of a snail
In the front seat of a time machine that’s in the air
Nosy people need to get a life
I’m sick boy
You need advice on how to live a life
Chicken noodle rice
With the Scotch on the ice
Basquiet flows make ya mind think twice
So go head and shoot your shit
Unloose her neck
Rub her ducky soothingly
Too hot not to drop slow
Hit em with that Far Soul
La di da
Taking off the top
Like it Mardi Gras
Two b’s
Shake em like a salt shaker
To be or not the be
With or without paper?
In her pool
Taking dips in her psyche
Franchise boy like
«Oh I think they like me»
Memorize my rhymes and recite me
Energize my vibe like a light beam
Lighting up the pine like lightning
Striking
Take your wifey like a Viking
Styles so refined that these fuckers bite me
I don’t give a fuck bitch
You are not like me
I see what I see
You snidely
Slightly trifling and dicey
Cooking up a booger up like a hand grenade
I don’t trust nobody but my family
We got more alike than some random sheep
So follow me to anywhere you wanna be
Take it to the depths of this galaxy
Im not a foul nor a fallacy
Shitting on the game
Empty bowels on their dowery
Taking out the trash
You gon' need to call the Calvary
I got a phallace for whoever wanna battle me
Underground flows make em salivate
Undercover wit yo booboo eating salad please
You and me ain’t worth the same salary