I'm riding here with my bottle my pal the main one, tainted clouds in my eyes aint it foul son, mix it up bit of schweppes dry with the henny, thick as fuck i just spent me a whole plenty, and i reign unannounced, controversy…Mundine bouts, a Hum v the way i ride out, test me then find out, rest sleep you're a time out, recipe for for a lined brow, you aint popping no firepower, look at the time it's my hour, so check the clock, you's a fake fuckin person like a Twitter bot, you're critter aint hot she lacking the kilowatts, a greed motherfucker i take the whole lot, it was me so what? this goes out to my young ones leaning, charring weed and, VB needing, racking mediums walking the median rocking TN's high as helium, but watch your step, the city's live, protect your neck, i'm getting mine's.
( HOOK x2 )
Killing it , who are you? what you about?
We're killing it, Hell's Burn city of the south,
Killing it, olders, youngers, whoever,
We're killing it, Tornts and Doc Flea, end ya!
DR. FLEA: Its the doctor flea check how im operating, hit ya with a combination I don’t need a lock n key, I ain’t got an occupation everything I got for free, racked in my backpack stashed in the back of my dacks
I ain’t nothing but a common thief, straight past stay calm then I get to the talkin, make it up play dumb like I beeped when I walked in? so if its in ya store im takin it yeah, then Ima hit the legs like George st pierre, im that shifty spit that witty, I’m over ya head I drop airlines, no diss to the airline when i, fuck tyga but this rack city, one time on my watch while im watchin one time, I say it one time for the cops fuck you dumb swine, it’s hell in here hellsburn you aint welcome here, it’d be risky if im sippin the whiskey and I feel a bit tipsy of bellevedere, yo tornts I aint arrogant but fuck me, I’m the best up and comin rapper in the country.
Ezra Allen’s new album “Metamorphosis” rides the line between spoken word and hip-hop over five emotion-rich songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 29, 2018