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The Darkest Author

 

The Darkest Author

(专辑: Forty Eight - 2018)


Competition getting, got so proper like
If they trippin nigga brought the glock tonight
Killa flows that the darkest author write
Modafucka is a master on the mic
Competition getting, got so proper like
If they trippin nigga brought the glock tonight
Killa flows that the darkest author write
Modafucka is a master on the mic
Competition getting, got so proper like
If they trippin nigga brought the glock tonight

Mirror, mirror on the motherfucking wall
I have the most easiest question of them all
So let me just get to the bottom of my visit
If there's only one number one then who the fuck is it?
The mirror started laughing and the walls began trembling
Some shadows started forming like a meeting was assembling
Twelve dark figures but they didn't have a body
They stood around the mirror, one offered me some coffee
I looked in the cup but inside was only smoke
A pretty face appeared on the mirror and she spoke:
"Los is the best, but SPM's the deepest
It's real vs skill and the real is where the need is"
I said "but I am both! I am Los and the Peasy"
Dopest man alive! Why you think my fans feed me?"
Then the mirror said "Well, I'm still a bit vexed
But as far as white sugary, I'll fucking rip necks
In this we all agree, that includes the twelve neighbors"
The shadows started laughing then drank from their containers
So I took a sip from the cup that they gave me
And then I started laughing like my ass had went crazy

Killa flows that the darkest author write
Modafucka is a master on the mic
Competition getting, got so proper like
If they trippin nigga brought the glock tonight
Killa flows that the darkest author write
Modafucka is a master on the mic
Competition getting, got so proper like
If they trippin nigga brought the glock tonight

I couldn't stop laughing, I'm like "wtf is this?"
They said "Ghosts' piss mixed with lost souls' wishes"
I'm like "Holy shit! The hell am I drinking?"
I ran out the room even left my damn ink pen
The mirror said "Los, don't leave the pen behind
If someone else finds it, they'll be the next in line
They'll become the best and you'll lose it like the rest"
I said "dumb bitch, I could use a tube of Crest!
Or the milk in your breasts or a fucking piece of crayon
I'm Los, I shake earth like a Hiroshima A-bomb
I does it all day long, I'm Polos with Js on
Slow mo than Trey Songz, with more hoes than Avon
I'm doing what I'm born to
Sorry no one warned you
Other rappers boring like a window with a poor view
Put away your sword dude, here drink some orange juice
No one comes close even if they was some whore's shoes
You are not the shit but if I have to be such
Then I'm the shit that won't go down even after you flush

So what you want a nigga to say?
Modafucka you can't wish me away

Killa flows that the darkest author write
Modafucka is a master on the mic
Competition getting, got so proper like
If they trippin nigga brought the glock tonight
Killa flows that the darkest author write
Modafucka is a master on the mic
Competition getting, got so proper like
If they trippin nigga brought the glock tonight

Killa flows that the darkest author write...

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