Vegan Freestyle Session #4

I'm a whole streamer
Ah
I'm a whole stre-

I'm a whole streamer
Look at that pimple that came out on me
Your sister's cunt
Your mom's in the neighborhood
They call you the horned kid because youh

I know everything that flies
They call me the guy with the pimples
But well, the camera captures it
I don't care what you say, brother
I'm not Kodigo
But I can decipher your captcha code
Son of a bitch, they're going to sit on the dick
Don't tell me like Diego who doesn't get dirty
The ball takes out, kid
For me it explodes, all that crap-
But the capacity doesn't get hooked

With that little rapper
Who act good but I don't compete
I just tell him it's a crime
That they steal my flow
But they don't know, my bro
That I have all the rhyme that's stopping
These kids want to buy my flow
But they know I tell them they can't stay
Stock knock knock knock knock knock who is it?
They call me lit the mad a fuckin best
Kid, on the count of three
You have to escape
Because they know that on
My back I have the ten

These kids don't even climb Everest
They must not even see all I have
Kid, you don't have a duty
You're a corpse
Every verse I throw at you
Will send you to die until dawn

These kids don't know that they always suck me
That's why they don't call me
I mean, they actually go with their sister
They don't know anything else
My style wins
It could be that my tongue gets stuck
Or that my tongue gets stuck
My flow doesn't diminish, but it keeps my weapon
Because they know that between us there's a truce
Ah, everything's cool
Don't act tough, my brother, I'll shoot you with the gun
These kids have everything they want
But they peel off like glue
Don't tell me anything, I already fucked you
Like a DJ always handling a console
Don't tell me anything, my brother
Because you know I respect you as I want
But surfing on the wave, I'm crazy

Don't act like good slim shady
I know they come with the rhyme on the stage
That kills
All the shitty rappers who don't know anything else
And I leave a baby in their belly
These kids listen to me
So crazy
Don't tell me anything
I already made your sister my lady
Baby, I tell her to kill you, I'm the referee
I didn't mean to tell her this
Kids who die like Kennedy

They know these fools who don't know anything
To copy me they don't have the face
Their mask falls off, oh shit
I hold the mask on the beat
So don't tell me anything, fool
I know I hit you, like
I eat you like a roast beef
I don't throw beef, I don't throw anything, brother
I just have skill okay
They act good against -tra me
But I tell them I work as I want
But what a shame
That your kids can't get close to me, climate
I have a new catchphrase but good rhyme splinter
These kids say they fuck him
In the villa I tell him that in reality I hit him with a high sneaker
In the white eyes, it's not fat drop
Just style, what I have bro
I just nail it and throw it at you, thank you very much, my brother

You ordered the food right there
Because I'm going to eat some peanuts
Uh it's wetter than your sister in the pool
I'm going to put it back in the bag, mask
How can you eat a wet chip
Piece of angry kid
I'm going to stick my dick in you and it's going to get twisted