The HULK of RAPS Lyrics

The Lone Ranger

The fly charismatic stranger

The Bruce of verses

You really shouldn't fuel my anger

It's my outlet like off fifth at the Tanger

Its gets explosive like first is July 4th is

When you the Shit you never force it

That's constipation

No more sedation

The smoke cleared

Then out of no where

A new contender

Whos outer boxes like defenders

I'm on another note like a singers

Counting down the days until I'm taken through ringer

I hate hoes who always in drama like springer

But bees only got one good time to sting you

Well experienced you see I am no beginner

Scared to sell dope wrap the shirts in Saran

Vacuum sealed it all dope boys understand

All my shit couture it's 99 a grams

Never on sale is like Kilo my man

Damn

Rap game trap game Shit is synonymous

Cpn vpn remaining anonymous

Democratic republican remaining autonomous

Robin Hood Dark night fuck who ain't fond of it

This is America they only put fear in us

React of instinct but then they all scared of us

Pro white collar word to my collar

I got food for my soul give me green like collards

Mustard

Bring it straight to the face like custard

If they push me to edge like crust is

Steel sharpens steel but it seems y'all rusted

Quit with all the bro Shit I don't trust it

I'm disgusted

Missy was the only misdemeanor

Bitch I'm in the house where is Gina

Fuck it I'm a king call Regina

Rolling in this bitch like I'm Tina

They don't like me and I never liked them either

Bitch

They don't like me and I never liked them either

Bitch