[Intro]
Best young rapper alive

[Verse 1: MASTAMIIND]
They gonna really use me as a target
My heart all black, like it was carbon
Won´t beat me, they still see me
As average, no Joe´s around here
Just me in the flesh like a savage, justify
Do I really gotta testify, have the heat
On standby, I guess I will test the fire:
Fire fight, white lights, bi chicks, and
New slime, spit and split, yes bitch
I´m back, like an new spine, incline
My peace sign, is middle fingers
Up high, like high fives, I got
More new kinds of rude lines
To do mine, I sit on futons, nuke
New lives, push rhymes, and bully
Wordplay, yeah, I punch lines, so
I heard n***as saying I´m beating
Beats, like I hate them, fans like you
Got more lines like constellations and
Can you spit an freestyle, no bro
Cause only time, I´m coming off
The dome, I´m fucking your hoe, so no no

[Verse 2]
You got short luck, I´m whipping white
Like a limousine, no smoke with 2nd
Hand rappers, so you go, flee the
Scene, this the B.R LP, yeah the duo
So nasty, I put an dagger through
Bone marrow, straight out the murder
I killed, you kill sorta, in my own world
But nobody bought it, just like I want it
Straight from the jump, I never flunked
I stump you fucks, I fuck you up, I sucker
Punch, an suffering slug, the slumping
Done, all up, the fuck, you n***as chumps
I can turn jazz, into some funk, so duck
My dick, or you can suck, can take an
N***a liver, and turn the shit into chunks
Too high, new heights, growth spurt with the blunt