Grandiose Dopeness Lyrics

I got the juice and that b-boy decadence

Stallone number one on the loose and straight wrecking shit

Cut from the noose with a boost of raw resonance

Rack you up in aerosol for extra emphasis

When the real hip hop drops, clear the premises

The God Goji Rock, instrumental specialist

Setting precedence, from Monster Island residence

Contents under pressure, enter at your own detriment

Sliding while I'm driving in a tinted out black caprice

Lit up like a Michael Mann 80s masterpiece

Behind the factory, dealing uncut stones

Let it be known, you cannot fuck with the Stallones

Free fall/ got that chiba chiba yall

With ya moms in the backseat playing skeeter ball

50 meters tall, 40 thousand metric tons

Cross attack chest beam and missles from my thumbs

I'm as rugged as they come, unmitigated maverick

Harnessing weird science to obliterate the average

Thermonuclear vocal clouds start gathering

Nice life, watch me shatter it - Grandiose Dopeness

One for the money, yo, two for your face

Nick Marv's sticking around just tear up the place

Huffing paint markers in a brown paper bag

Staring at graffiti when I let the vapor drag

Use the razor back when I'm chopping up lines

To the given rhythm, rock steady dropping these rhymes

I'm a hard baller, executing at top form

Sneak into the movies, swipe your girl and your popcorn

Hot Butta, say what, I never stutter

They still smoking dust, must return to the gutter

My brotha, beat mugger, aka Expertiz

Got that double barrel caterwaul for all that disagree

Peace to EBD, Mohlvie, Slab, and the Heegs

Hope you brothas stay high off that Valverdean green

I got everything I need, no time for thirst traps

Draw down on me, I'll be the first to burst back

Wonderbreads/ keep your Birkenstocks and murkin tops

Hanging by a slender thread, hoping Nick Merchant stops

But I ain't dead, so your wokeness is hopeless

Welcome to the realm of a Grandiose Dopeness