༺ʋʊʟӄǟռ ȶɦɛ ӄʀʊֆǟɖɛʀ༻

I’m not the Plug, I’m the Outlet

I’ve talked elite hitting like Ted Williams/ Vizzy who’ll kill em/my visage the aura scored like 4 million/all business with no feelings/ put up higher ops, that anyone on deck/never had a one on a money stretch/I’m often “next” and if I ain’t, baby I grow on you like cordyceps

This shit in Haiti crazy

If you had a baby with a man who don’t even know how to install a toilet seat, that’s on you shawty

Imagine the only way to to get to heaven is knowing one lyric from Rita Ora

I wore the baggiest of pants

My flow has no barrier Levitate like harriers on a aircraft carrier Tongue more swifter than combat aerials Bold to spit on tombstones at burials Words are threads from golden spindles Who called out V? When my logo invoked fear like the Batman symbol Quotes nimble Freudian

I’m the most single person in my family but I’m also the patriarch and the most well off , coincidence? We may never know

Ricky Hil was on some shit back then

Ahead of my time like a clock set to tommorow

I went from medieval to modernity My pamphlet held no forgery Telltale signs of MC’s forged in infirmary’s With every word written with the precision of heart surgery I float like a buoy over gothic drums Owner of a switchblade tongue Fire proof lungs,still remain unsung

Don’t pretend you know me, you don’t

Resident evil is 90 minutes long and it has 5 minutes of zombies

Vizzy went broke to baroque I hope you taking them notes Cups raised always hailing a toast You better than V? Not even close Any encees battles felt like a roast Even tho at times I felt like a ghost Still the host with the most With no single post I’m unconscious

Nobody knows me like you girl

My dad made my first skateboard from a piece of wood lol, he made the trucks out of wood and you could t turn the damn thing. Everyone in the hood made fun of me cuz we was that broke, but I really appreciated that board when I was 10. I didn’t even have grip tape just raw wood

People still be dating the same evil prototype while saying “why can’t I find someone to love me how I want”

When I pass away, play Gza’s “Swordsman” as you push the boat away and burn my body at my Viking funeral. So you know, that song is how I saw my life and it’s methodology

“IF NOT ILL GIVE A CALL TO EMEKA OBI”

All praises due to the most high