Okage the Shadow King

They say "X is just a city *****," ya feel me

But it's not even gon' be that bad

I just been chillin', bruh

So

(MURK!)

Rap rigorous

Ace the plate, killin' s**t

Pace is great, villainous

Filling the plate, pissing all over your ***** pedestal

So skeptical, little edibles, spread 'em, then I'ma wet 'em

Forget 'em, I'll never let 'em, regret 'em

No scope, they scatter, coke flow like batter

Blood drain like batteries, all you ****** is calories

Get burned, this finger, your ***** squirm

I'm rigorous, just learn, you ****** should take turns

I pop that ***** like an Adderall

****** will act as if they powerful, but got they backs against the wall

I never could figure my ******, get bigger, my *****, and pass the stretcher

Part of the reason I focus on livin' this second and pass the pressure

Mister, Mister, addict ya, coke slang, like

This is like Mike Vick, I'm vicious and misfit

Don't fit like fitness

So fit, but s**t get dissed, on fleek s**t, my wrists on slit, *****

My ****, my **** wet

S**t like ass-crack

Wigs might split quick, but slow to fight back

****** in Chiraq, shootin' like Iraq

Death to Jah's soldiers, bust your kneecaps

I came to murder you ******, no need to fight back

No need to fight back

No need to fight back, yeah

Turn me off, yeah