No Sabo Kid ft. Visitor Lyrics

They be like Visitor, where you get that hot flow?/

I be like, I be like No sabo/

Now they asking me "where did all your opps go?"/

I don't know/

This city reeks of carbon emissions, and posthumous releases/

From rappers I deaded back in the day when I was a fetus/

They lack what it takes to be this, crack with they average penises/

Slack jaw, inconvenienced, back off when they see a glimpse of/

The number one chief rocker, who can fuck with me?/

Stiff cock to fit inside your bitch comfortably/

I'll send her home when we're done/

Shoot up the club lil' boy and I ain't talkin' bout guns/

The world is mine wrapped around a globe I'm Montana/

Fuck 12, fuck life for robbing me of Mana/

I go bananas on the M-I-C, ya'll ain't heard of me?/

Knock, knock, knocking at your door with the urgency/

I see through bull shit, like matadors who live through bull hits/

Empty a full clip, the ox hidden behind the pulpit/

Keep it a buck and I'm a laugh at em/

Between a rock and a hard place, like Black Adam/

Visitor, do they really want smoke?/

I be like, I be like No sabo/

She ask if I wanna put it on her tonsils?/

Alright/

Bang bang boogie, I been in this shit, long game/

Hang with the bullies fully chiefed up, all day/

And if I said it I meant it/

I put your dollar on red, and if I win you don't get shit/

That's how I do when the damage been done/

Yeah I'm in it for the whip, plus the cream and the head rush/

Ready to bust any enemy that talks shit/

Including all my fallen heroes that have lost it/

Pause if you're caustic, I ain't got time for it/

I reap sow, reap sow, get in line for it/

Iron eye foraged the sword in the side/

Of the beast I have slain in front of your very eyes/

This John Blaze, I can get jiggy with this shit/

Always been a fan of Pun, ya'll ain't thinking I can spit?/

Dead in the middle of Little Italy stop/

Silly little kids, hit you with infinity rocks/

Like 1, 2, 3…you get it/