Breguets

[Verse 1]

Those who came to see a train wreck, need to get their brain checked

Having thoughts of toasting me up in the champagne Lex

I would entertain if it were a thing

But I'm the heir to the throne

Strong enough to knock the crown off the current King

Cause every bar is epic

As far as skeptics, it can bring an insomniac outta narcoleptic

I kill whoever crave drama with a thirst for trouble

Yea, my pen is poppin, didn't mean to burst your bubble

Off a rich block

Getting high like when the pitch knock

Puffin' a cigar with a bird

I think I'm Hitchcock

What I write is horrifying

It cracks the head of my foes

Send they fedora flying just before they aura dying

Once my thoughts escape the brain, you can't compare notes

To these air quotes that hit the pad, now it's a paper plane

This that pooki dough from Nino and a dooki roll

Every line is cocaine, every bar is Gucci soul

You claim you're flames when it's only hell

What I spit out in the booth, it's the fountain of youth inside the holy grail

The day you wanna try me

I be

Sippin chai tea

With both feet kicked up like tai chi

Me no worry, I'm a ice storm in Cali

You 'bout as common as a flurry in Missouri

Surely you not posin' a threat

And I don't sleep on fly shit, I just doze in a jet

Traveling state to state and doing shows in Tibet

Off a rhyme that every time you hear your ear collects a frozen breguet

[Bridge]

Yo

Hundred million times on you

Every word is valuable

Every time you hear your ear collects a frozen breguet

[Verse 2]

Only fly n that ain't step foot on soul plane

Without a roll train, you control each half of a whole brain

What you encompass is false

Any rhyme out your pad spoke is bad coke

Chop it up as a loss

Just rolled some hemp then

Wrote this with a pimp hand

It turns a gorilla into a chimpanzee

A pansy who won't attempt plan B if plan A failed

They layin' straight shells

Keep it 100

Life is grand, stay well

The pharoah pen push heroin

It's harrow when they meet your narrow ends

And stick a barrel in your mouth

And let a arrow skin your scalp

To the white meat and rupture a brain cell

If you don't knock it off

I knock the thoughts from your train rail

I'm trained well in these arts and crafts

The first verse was lines and bars

These is charts and graphs

My level's where you find the stars

Run if you want

Watch how I play it like

Jimi Hendrix when he gets behind guitars

I'm in Anguilla

Counting up scrilla inside a villa

I'm still a highlight in a verse

You are a filler and I don't feel ya

Go back to the drawing board you wimps

I caught a glimpse of my future and saw awards

You probably'll doubt it

How close mine do

But I won't just closeline you

I'll body your outfit

I'm quite nice

And it's not the henny with the light ice

Bought the bag of small fortune that'll come with white rice

I am who upsets rookies and vets

While the birbs in the jets collects invisible sets of breguets

[Outro]

Breguets nigga

All day

Just wanted to show y'all what it was about

Every time you hear your ear collects a frozen breguet

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