Sella Turcica ft. Lord Lorenz Lyrics

Black ghost

Death Cap

Tiger Balm

Northern Node

My mind is bomb

And my strap

Is my microphone

Too many fuck bulls

Wanna steal me hose

Too many trolls

Wanna close the door

Breaking out the death camp

With a goat hoof

Made with iron oar

The weight of the world

Shifts every time

I flip the code

I breath altitudes

You couldn’t reach

With Massas Nasa tech

Poisons clouds bow down

To my gallop pole

My dick ain’t that big

But it weight a ton

Amethizz pills on my crown

Baby guan pop you won

I am gonna win

I am gonna win

Paramount stars

Cant take my gifts

I am the eight pointed

Surgeon general

Of the new regime

I am the dopest flavor on your digi

Or your triple beam

I am the who your favorite rapper

Meets when he goes to dream

In his billion dollar mansion

But he still a slave

I am the hardest creature

In the hidden cave

When i open up my cells

They ask my mates

To shoot a basket

Or score a touch down

We facing generational

Traumas

We don’t like to rough house

24k Sun rays

Thug ism trapped in my veins

Sella turcica

Sella turcica

Sizurp neckter

From my curvature