THE CLOUDS Lyrics

"My midnight angel..."

Yeah

Cuz nigga I aint done from these rainy days

I summon my blade and turn rap gods into kid's essays

Add a little foreplay, flow derivative just like my DNA

In her stomach rummaging around till she plummets

Lyrical rounds I´m dumping, two weeks later found your

Found your favorite rapper's body in public

I be making all the haters covet

Fuck around and have the butcher coming

Fuck around and drop an album with one of my favorite cousins

Now watch me push the button, going ballistic

Fuck around and go OJ animalistic

No need to peep the statistics

A master at work, oh I´m sadistic

Be realistic, look through the texture and under that I am too vicious

Blood too viscous, can't even sleep if I wanted to

And Ima keep it a bean, you can't even

"Nigga stop trying to fuck with me"

Niggas be smoking to the thought of knowing us

Take in everything I say because I´m going nuts

Just a black kid in a green tie and cream-colored loafers

Always white niggas complaining about the colored voters

You know that sword under my tongue

Taking that out, it might time

I bring my fists to a gun fight every time

I´m the next Rob Lucci

Fuck around and kill the coochie as Afro Luffy

I'm a different type of goofy

New degenerates moving, coordinate with the aggravated assailants

We need to recalibrate, ho

Hope I don't destroy the city states

I communicate with my eyes and they say that the moon went missing

Then I blinked, she was gone

Made it at the skin of my teeth, Thank god

Niggas throwing spades when I already put on my poker face

It's been 2 years since I've seen that broken vase

Then I killed a king with a clean pillowcase

"It's been so long..."