The Alchemist - Overload lyrics

[Verse 1] Course he coming with the force Enough to tear down doors Kick you off the high horse f**s remorse In some low chucks oh shucks It's to yuck Make the gutter blush Flow tight as tights On a thick b**h peep Who it is Locally known as low-key More green than your grocery Who the f** you supposed to be Another clone to me The best yellow toned On the microphone Pissing off blacks and whites More lines then crack head appetite Rappers run it on a treadmill I'ma show you how the ink feel When I click in the pen it's the end Break my leg turn the cast turn to peg Pray I pump blood at 28 Dope enough to make the club Quiet the quiet kid so who is this How does he steer his lips in that gear Sharp enough to pierce ears Shoulder to cold your tears froze Pa** all tests like I jogged past Jhonny's crib And blowing till he televised on TV Surrounded by some CT's The type to smack up MC's Till EM sees another non-dark Making a f**ing spark Did you see that new skrt parked? At the new park gonna be gone after dark I act good in the outside But really good in the inside nice try I ride waves only the best tides Looking for a f** to give like an ex-celibate Light up another camel and start bumpin this