gregory mfeka - keep watch lyrics
keep watch
verse
look both ways before you double cross me/
x marks the spot on yo ass, pin the tail on donkey/
king kong, king gregory demote your donkey kong ass n+gga/
regulate and rearrange the top rappers/
y’all just crash test dumbass dummies/
dubbed by me, b+tch you don’t want a piece of this n+gga/
silvers poon in yo mouth, don’t you get comfortable at yo spot my n+gga/
swat team when i pass by leave a trace like disasters/
true it’s evident that i’m vital to rap/
dynamic and filled with dynamite, decimate then relax/
i stay discreet just incase they wanna do battle/
big black wolf greggie gon’ slaughter the whole cattle/
like a rapper gone for long now back to doing collateral damage/
both middle finger out the window like 2pac in a caddy/
now push a n+gga to thee edge and thereafter/
pray i fall and don’t return cause when i’m p+ssed you’ll feel the bladder/
hook
i’m on the phone with god about my blueprints/
rapping like i’m bout to spook the game in my old kicks/ [haha]
recording on a phone hope it don’t explode like yo b+tch on my d+ck all day long/ [x2]
verse
hold this m249/
the black rambo bout to decimate the game to oblivion/
forever repeating this till they all feel emotional/
like a pastor that can’t penetrate an atheist mental/
i’m sober but still a danger to all/
i’m no k!lla but don’t you test me at all give you score surpasses the mark/
now yo b+tch screaming my name till they panties splash/
i see you’ve acquired similar taste with yo b+tch ass/
i rap like i’m on antidote you wouldn’t know/
slap a god wanna be rapper until their halo broke/
walking lateral like a crab at the coast tryna get to the ocean for the water you thirst for long/
look at you from a distance/
my bars will determine your fate if you didn’t listen to the hints that i’ve been hinting/
game over, you ain’t qualified b+tch/
realist in the room that could take on the top 6 like thee illuminati sponsored a n+gg’/
hook
i’m on the phone with god about my blueprints/
rapping like i’m bout to spook the game in my old kicks/ [haha]
recording on a phone hope it don’t explode like yo b+tch on my d+ck all day long/ [x2]
verse
i make it rain, wash out all of the fake/
let’s the realist of, rap gain access and penetrate/
stayin ten toes down/
over dose on adrenaline never let my mind tell me that i’m out/
claim you ready for the crown, b+tch my surety is loud/
on the clock like father time and cronus on my side/
take my time with the craft, till y’all wanna craft battle/
this that hood star wars, where a n+gga fly by (shot) peddle to the meddle/
a n+gga size nine then my d+ck size (hol’ up)/
stomp thee industry like nine f+cking times stuck under my shoes like bubblegum/
scr+pe it off my chucks, then chuckle up/
i double up when i rap like two pac’s in fact/
like two biggies i’m ill with it, sneeze and get blessed/
that reminds me, shout out to my n+gga, with the blessed brand/
go copp you some like a sheriff arresting blacks/
hook
i’m on the phone with god about my blueprints/
rapping like i’m bout to spook the game in my old kicks/ [haha]
recording on a phone hope it don’t explode like yo b+tch on my d+ck all day long/ [x2]
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