Solo For Dolo - Don't Rap lyrics

(verse 1) Im from a team thats known to strangle weak rappers for sport Every rhyme I write, as fatal as the coke that you snort Straight to the nasal, Current ain't sh** but pocket appraisal As faulty as Giuliani for making cop shots fatal Rock labels, Sell your soul for Cuban Iced Cable Thai flavor, Blunted with a mango life saver Rhyme Sayer, Spit the sh** now that cross your mind later Call X-Ecutioners, Cross fade ya Little hash in the spliff. Most you rappers ain't sh** Pleading the fifth, You probably out there trading off drips And not the cancer sticks that got the cla** all lit From the Garden State, Home of the suboxone fix Dropping' sh**, Straight up off the diaphragm Rapper by trade but b*tches call for mammograms Plan to Jam like the Peanut bu*ter Sandwich man When it come to p**y, Eat it like its candy yams God damn (hook) Some only do it for the money Some only do it for the time Whatever sh*t is getting ugly Im trying to get it off my mind. (2x) (verse 2) Back up in it for nothing less than a second round Lick shots extremely fatal cause liquids to hit the ground Catch me above the clouds, Catching vapors A force up on the mic like its build from a light saber Might slay your broad if she needs a new pipe layer Save the princess from the boat, Light work like your jeans faded Steam platelets, Make your blood boil, You can't take it The same muthaf**a that brought you back to the basics. (Im Back!) Guess sleep is the cousin of d**h Cuz even fam was sleeping til I sprayed at the chest Coming to k** it, Die with a vengeance like Bruce Willis With the quotables thats stacked like the box set, A true spitter Blue ribbon dutches got my mind high willing High feeling like my mind got combined by the high ceiling Thai dealing, as the herb redefines in the mind healing You pray on my domize, s** my dick while y'all be kneeling *gag sounds* (hook 2x) *freestyles*