Sister Abigail

e Skeese]

And now, the Universal Champion, deliverin' Sister Abigail

That is it

Uh, uh, yo, yo

Uh, DrumWork, check

Jae Skeese]

Mind scramblin', open canvases got me dippin' the paintin' brush (What)

I'm countin' through these bands, I sprayed an acre up (Uh huh)

That made her offer up the labia, crazy trachea simultaneous (What)

You flavorless, these spitters is dangerous in my radius

Look, see, this the tester, I be out the window throwin' samples

That'll bring me power like the Sahara covered in solar panels (Come on)

Word to P, I'm keepin' it thorough, down to bone and marrows

On point like archers with bows and arrows, I solar flare you (Talk that talk)

So do your portion, don't get it contorted like you double-jointed (What)

I'm gifted, my presence detected like I'm clairvoyant (What)

I'm blessed, I come anointed, every track I float, these rappers barely buoyant

Underwhelmin', they'll be labeled as disappointments, they couldn't match me (Nah)

This year, I'm takin' my account and puttin' more Ns in it than Cincinnati

Keep it crafty (Let's get it)

They couldn't get at me since days denim was fashionably baggy (What)

They ain't adequate, this naturally a casualty

You comin' at me sideways, I'm reactin' diagonally

Like Bishops when attackin', see (Come on)

My creator made me her magnum opus, her masterpiece (What)

the Packers how I will tackle beats, who after me?

7xvethegenius]

Okay, I'm crazier than y'all for 'bout as far as I can see (Uh)

You seem to be a fraud who didn't get it out the streets (7xve)

And now, somehow, you feel you should be thought of after me (Nah)

You out it like I was when I ain't had no shit to eat

I mean that's probably why I be gettin' so caught up as I think (Uh)

stay ahead of you [?] tryna compete (Tryna)

Already out of reach, but shit get sticky 'bout a leech (Uh)

Already out of reach, but can't just sit up out no beach (Nah)

Look what my mama made, they get offended, I'm a palisade (Uh)

They think my ego from my accolades (7xve)

They used to evil, I be sunnin' shade

My name's 7xve, bringin' boss bitches together, Lady Marmalade (Uh)

They eyes on me like a token blackie in the mall (7xve)

That's the price of bein' in charge, so, shit, I paid it off (Uh)

This clean cut sewin' some dirty scars

I'm a boss 'cause I'm humble with a win like I am a loss

Goin' for the GOAT list

Me, the DrumWork and smart, dope chick

Took the game and stabbed it where it's throat is (Uh)

I made up my mind that with this time I would be better than

Expectations of those in the ghettos that I meddle in (Uh)

Seven for the gods, oh God, don't let the devil in (Haha)

Tryna hide my demons like your medicine, okay, now that I settled into this new residence

It's evident you niggas hella bent on how you came and went

Well, be a man, I bleed and vent on every beat I get, I'm sicker than a bitch (Uh)

Gettin' rich, you gettin' shit and piss, some geriatric shit

Tell them snakes in the grass I'm the bad apple

You gon' try to bite and end up hurt, they gon' be mad at you

Just go do the work, ain't even worth how they gon' laugh at you (Nah)

Your angle too small startin' off, that shit mad acute

They never touched what I've lost, they never value it's cost

I get it on and it off, both of 'em start with a cough, 7xve

Conway the Machine]

Still in this kitchen, of course, bro, I'm whippin' this raw dope (Whip)

Christian Dior coats, your bitch and your boss broke (Hahahaha)

You speak to me wrong, you know you gettin' your jaw broke

Any mix up at all, I'm sayin' if it's at all smoke (What's poppin', nigga?)

I'm grippin' this four, missiles is rippin' your torso (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Hit you, your body look inexplicably awful (Hah)

Written these bars 'til they consider your boy GOAT

They can't **** with me at all, they written me off though (Pssh)

The bricks are from Norfolk, Virginia, and also

This shipment from off-boat, I'm pitchin' like John Smokes

I whip 'til my arm broke (Talk to 'em), or at least it feel like it

I rap when I feel like it, still my neck is flooded with real ices (Bing)

Yeah, hit the connect, I get the deal prices (Papi)

Any disrespect, it be a real crisis (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Yeah, masterpiece on my wrist, you can't even speak to my bitch

You rappers is mostly broke, pieces of shit (Hah)

This that street nigga etiquette (Uh-huh)

Most the felons is predicate (Facts)

Evident you don't have the better intelligence

To kill the body, you just go for the head and you sever it

Melon get shell in it, evidence, never a shred of it

Bezel is mean, bust down President

Tell 'em it's Machine (Talk to 'em), yet you haven't seen the worst of it

Every beat I get on, I just leave Earth on it, spooky (Brr)