Far_East_interlude

I been serving up lyrics no chaser

All my shots coming straight but got flavor

Ain't it crazy this merely a taste of

What I got, but I ain't have no favors

Where I come from they'll die for the paper

Especially if you make bread like the baker

Got to watch how you move or they'll take it

Which one do you want, it's gone be hell or heaven?

Come through like the reaper but sound like the reverend

They packing that heat, like ten piece lemon pepper

But you know it's all good I see sevens on sevens

Keep dropping these bars, how they ain't get the message?