R.A.P. Ferreira
boot knife
[Intro]
We're the last poets
We're the last poets
We're the last poets
Mm-mm-mm
Oh-oh-oh
Mm-mm-mm
[Verse]
Leaving out the important section, it's been my secret weapon
Now it's a boot knife, Ruby Yacht ride the loop tight
Quest for the right note, this is the poetry my life wrote
You n***as thinking the wrong sentences
In the chiffon trenches playing the Marmont temple dentist
Lock the doors and board the exits
Thеre's danger looming in the doublе halls
Forward slash, forward march
Dark web remind me of a Florida marsh post midnight
You black glowing blue light
My bulletproof koufi fit right
You see my drip, Cylons ain't wanna see me from the hill
They use my TV in my crib, negro, I'm on the world wide web
Slandering Eugene V. Debs and I'm having fun with it
My mindset is on an abundance
These motherfuckers is Wakanda pundits
That shit sounds dumb to me
R.A.P. Ferreira spit the plus degree
[Outro]
Yee-yee
We are the last poets
We are the last poets
We are the last poets
We are the last poets