Zavala - Verum (Prod. by Zavala) lyrics

[Verse 1] Came in the game with the same state of mind Other rappers dropping nickels while yah boy droppin' dimes They just learning the language but the Boosh stay fluent Next-gen ninja reppin' Naruto Shippuden So scoot on over with your 4 leaf clovers Your luck fall's through like the end of October New sound clown with a dash of the past I see you sweatin' like a f**in' hooker at ma** I leave scars, slashing through the 16 bars Blast off to the stars, take a stop around Mars I was that lonely little lightweight, whined more than white grapes Didn't like where my life was so I decided to migrate Heading in the right direction, I'll attain perfection Gonna pa** the test once so I don't have to do corrections Shoot like Mad Max, punch like Jax, puff on wax This the Boosh train hop off the tracks Cause my rhymes leave you breathless, hits on my setlist Eatin' up this sh** like a Rwandan out to breakfast All you other rappers notice, it's my house and I'm the POTUS Rhymin' till the quiet comes like I'm bumpin' Flying Lotus Gotta thank all my supporters and I guess God too Cause he blessed me with these sk**s like I said Ah-choo Tornado of rhymes, step back from the window Kush leave good impressions cause it's frankly cali Indo [Verse 2] Hanging with misfits, that smoke is our temptress Your career on my hitlist, I swear it's just business Y'all cruising I'm grinding, these labels keep signing Trap rappers online who spit with such poor timing These haters stayed messed up, the must heard to catch up They got to hope I fall asleep at a rest stop And friends think I'm playin', when they hear me sayin' This hip hop be payin' for mansions some day [Verse 3] Spit that acidic acrylic, your days are dark and I'm Riddick Now they f**in' with yah boy like they became pedophiliac I got them 5 star bars and all the moola so You know this sh** is art call me Pooca**o Yah boy stay fresh, inhale exhale lysol Imma do big things with the words that I write small That means a verbal werewolf is on your tail My grades went AWOL when my mind set sail Don't need a desk job or any fancy position Cause all those careers show is you know repitition You can't hold me back, you don't have balls in your sack I've heard my lyrics would be cool if my skin was black Oh wait, you don't know what you're talking about You staring at this gift horse straight in the mouth You think you lookin' fly but yo sh** ain't Ralph My polo's missing an I, cause I'm infecting the South That's B-O-O-S-H through your speakers Animal on the mic all you other f*ggots Beaker True believers know I did it like I'm out designing sneakers Calling me an a**hole cause I gave the world the finger All my lyrics clearly open to interpretation The happy train departed but it left me at the station I said I wouldn't fall victim to a large unholy nation Now I'm in a relationship with Mary Jane and masturbation Young Pheonix risin', bars like a prison Comin' at you harder than a head on collision I'll crush all you dreams and embody your fears Cause the sh** that I spit is just not for your ears Pockets protected, earbuds infected My sound will go around getting new fans every second Prince to the throne, give me an heirloom I don't mess with fake sh**, only spit that Verum