[trap.]

Equation:

i come harder with fire, your heat? i don’t pardon the mild
flow’s like anna nicole’s kid
everyone’s claimed to have fathered ya style
i won’t be a martyr, my child...no way this man’s hurting me
i’ll leave your spot blown so bad....Trap speed dials homeland security
so bring your whole crew, shit, my flows tested the best herbs
i’m the leading cause of death to faggots
like drug use is to proffesional wrestlers
i stay killing shit, don’t give two fucks if you’re innocent
i’ll leave your verse ripped, like all of shaun livingston’s ligaments
that’s ya predicament, watch how i slang the best
i’m ya real father,
Madonna adopted you when she was in Bangladesh
only way you can abuse my shit...is by selling ya soul to lucifer
getting signed by jerry heller’s the only way you’ll have a ruthless verse
i’ll channel the skills of Biggie and tupac’s flows and soul
the only thing you can can channel is ya TV with a remote control
most of the cats here trust that i ain’t losing to herbs
real life’s in the Cards,
that’s why Mets freeze when it threw you a curve



Mets no-shows.