Versetile the Prodigy - Pop at You Proper (Nia Case)
You think that you stopping meWhen i come at you proper
And prop improv as a monster
I got the mask and the hunger
Where'd i get it from
Younger days
I would spit to the concerts
Of instrumentals and Numbness
Til i start going dumb
And my head starts to shaking
But i don't have no dreads
In my head i was naked
A Miniature Minister
Hit them with
Vivid relentless
Intimidating and patience
Is simply because i'm anxious
To show them all
How it's Great
If toxic or i'm degrading
I'm aiming it at the demons
I breathe the jugulars bleeding
Particular bruh
Was sneaking
Around the Bart in the evening
I'm wishing that I had seen him
I would make sure to save nia
She was my cousin no meeting
I would've never known either
Damn
Since I lost to your head start
Rest in peace sweatie
It's just racking on my head Hard
The only way to soften it
Is fuck em with my best bars
Kill a predatory
Weapon forcing
You with neck scars
John Cowell turn your head you dumb owl
I'mma have you
Faced backwards
Loaded several guns out
Gut you general
Cut your genitals
Fuck you get to do
Some shit like this
The justice system hypocrites
Then give me life
For limmericks
The empty life you're living
When you took her
From her sister
And you hurt her little sister
Imma really have to
Flip the switch
How we get to this
I'm clearly seeing evil
What my 2020 vision gets
Written by:
Raushon Chapman
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