[Tag: PE$O PETE & ムクホーク]
*Staraptor's Cry*

[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Yeah, this that nasty shit
Bruh, this shit loud from the speakers
Yeah, it's the μNDERGROUND movement
Lamppost, PE$O
Shit straight from the streets, hot as fuck
Get ready, yeah

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
I'm a monster, how I sit in this, winnin' this
This track is double trouble, yeah, the plot is thickenin'
It's Lamppost and PE$O, double [?] is imminent
Spittin' like Eminem while you n***as is feminine
You [?] means guilt, killin' tracks and no sentiment
And we grindin' from the bottom, thank you, [?], for sendin' it
Violent verses, slide the beats, we [?] it
That we microphone killas, this that shit on ya Leatherman
This damn [?] before
Man, he still makin' excuses, tryna evade the line of fire
'Cause they know I'm killin' dudes and assimilate regardless
Listen, it's my way or the highway
Join my movement and ya getcha shit smacked sideways
Okay, now let's lighten the mood
Lighten the load, kickin' [?] outta my hood
Away from my throne, [?] always up and I plot
Straight in our zone
[Post-Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Yeah, shi—, take that shit to ya dome right quick, take it ya dome right quick
Process those lyrics
You think that was hard? Lamppost, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em!

[Pre-Verse 2: Yung Lamppost]
You know, lately, about me and PE$O been openin' our third eyes, we really been [?] this, you know?
But then the family stumbled upon the—, you know?
We know it was gonna happen eventually 'cause when, you know?
When two n***as are just that real, and we're just that fire at writing bars like, it's gonna happen sometimes, 'cause—
Man, fuck it, I-I'll just let the bars speak for themselves, bye

[Sample 1: C8 Swap & C8 Trick]
Mom, get the camera out! (Aw!)

[Verse 2: Yung Lamppost]
Me and PE$O got the loud, we sparkin' it
Rollin' through the cut, yo, we finna fuckin' body shit
Bitch n***as throwin' up a fit
Come getcha shit split
Slidin' like [?]
Fuck around and leave ya body [?]
Me and PE$O stay the realest
Might wanna come out and see this
The lyrical master of you n***as
Put the semi' on 'em, finger on the triggers
Two shots to ya dome how it go
You should already fuckin' know that, bro'
[Break: Yung Lamppost]
Ah, right, I gotta, I gotta take a break, man
These, these bars are just way too fire for you boys
Ah, oh, man
Man, this, this third eye [?] I've been getting, man
It's just crazy, you know?
I should lay off of all these, you know? Weed, Xanny bars, cocaine, L-S-D, mushrooms, and so much other stuff
But fuck that, bro', I'm Yung TrippyPost, I'm Yung Lamppost, god, I'm just everything, you know?
I'm just a third eye physical, spiritual embodiment of the world of how it is, dog, you know?
I'm war, love, and peace in the same body, dog
And that shows in my bars
I'm, I'm just crazy, man, I'm just crazy
'Boutta hitchu up with these bars, dog

[Verse 3: Yung Lamppost]
Besides that, ya bitch eatin' this dick
These rounds hotter than a candlestick
Young n***a stay a lunatic
Went up in a Target and I hit a lick
Fuck that, I'm sick of this
Pull up on your grave and take a piss
'Cause Lamppost don't give a fuck
Just [?] self-destruct, I'm truly something different
You n***as, I'm different, so consider that you're irrelevant
We finna come through [?]
Finna eat her ass like a cantaloupe
My dick already goin' down her throat
Cum on her [?] like mayo'
Ain't nobody realer than me and PE$O
[Sample 2: Presenta]
Oh my go—