Free Candy [Prod. Doc Battle] by Ꙭ 𝓖𝕠 𝓔𝕫𝕜𝕠 Ꙭ

Candy

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It's the internet rap villain
Rippin the track spittin
Been in the back kickin
lyrical ass rhythms
With em or against
Pick ya spot up on the fence
Cuz the bandwagon leavin
While u watchin from the bench
U can tell from the stench
Shits potent
I leave the mic burned
And I leave the booth smokin
I know ya bitch yearn for the worm
She soakin
Ya mans said he fuck with yo shit
N then laughed
Cuz he's jokin
Damn I keep toke'n I'm stuck wit these trees
Man I keep tokens
Like chuck E need cheese
Please
Geez Louise u better fall back
Yeen got no bars and ya metaphors whack
U need a better format
If u tryna compete
U need a trap door mat
If I'm the one u tryna defeat
Control alt delete
U a gangster In a digital world
N u flow like a pitiful girl
My pen bleed like it had an abortion
So outta proportion
No remorse
U should call reinforcements
I'm aimin at ya necks
U less stress
But ya sets next
The point is
U bitches fuckin wit a vet
I know u see me as a threat
I'm just keepin u in check
And all I do is make hits
So I suggest u get a
vest
Been tryna be the best
No stress just progress
Its a slow process
Trade Time for a rolex
Trade mines for ya mind
Cuz they one of a kind
They call me don dada
The next don of Louis Vuitton
Bitch it's Ezko
Don't throw salt without a pretzel
Don't throw shade
When young son is ablazed
Got u stuck in a maze
On a page
Where my similes curve
Be mad at god cuz he gimme these words
Really deserve
My position in ya top 5
Cuz i been bringing the heat showin lyricism will not die
zoomin past competition
Swervin in the Mach 5
Wit a lil bad jaunt
Spicier than hot fries
As I fly
U can kiss this ass
And lick deez nuts
I could really give 3 fucks
About the order
It's torture the way I scorch ya
I escort ya out the misery of what I taught ya then
Toss ya a bone
While I'm lost in a zone
Got my dick on a face
And my balls on a throne
It's the attack of the clones
And it's known that I move wit the torch
The greens lit
So I'm good wit the force
Married to Jane and of course
I ain't into divorce
Or into the courts
Or things
of similar sorts
I got these rappers antsy
And no they can't stand me
They rappin for a buck and they
Know I'm in it for Grammies
Lifes a beach hope you catch the wave
I shine bright
You could burn for days..
U silly rappers

FIN