Dump Gawd 97

[Intro: Sample & Scratches, Tha God Fahim] It was a time of chaos and violence I live by the code, style— Uh, uh [Verse: Tha God Fahim] You want smoke? I'm that firin' gun I revolve just like the sun, my rhymes travel fast as lightyears Give applause and it's done I'm appraised by the ones that buy and sell art for high loot I got connects with the higher-ups, I'm all brute I wield the caliber with Thor's grip Glide in the Porsche like a swordfish Treat the whip like a warship Load up clips like a war flick Yeah, you doin' your thing, but I'm way more lit Maybe I can pass you the torch when I'm done It's Dump Gawd, release venom from the tongue Similar to Jet Li, I'm the one I'm the one I make my runs and do my numbers while they stay stagnant A hustler, I got to have it, see, I'm a money magnet The gatling, I got to stash it, this world got funny habits We be blackin' like magic, hit your party, I'll come and crash it The mic, I gotta iron-grasp it In the booth, I'm a fire hazard Put it down for my crown, read the lion's tablet We leave fire ashes, say I got the right of passage [Chorus: Tha God Fahim] It's grave danger when I step up to the mic, strangle her Rhymes interrupt the [?] mic flamer We major like Payne, well-prepared for the endgame And many other poets recognize the pen game It's grave danger when I step up to the mic, strangle her Rhymes interrupt the [?] mic flamer We major like Payne, well-prepared for the endgame And many other poets recognize the pen game [Outro: Scratches] I live by the code, style—