BOW DOWN from NO MASK by BONGAHCHOPS

These rappers suffering an eclipse of their faculties
It baffles me how they could even call themselves rappers G
I'm from a family that attacks beats so savagely
There is always a casualty even when we spit casually
no gradually, zero to a thousand rapidly
That strategy of ours comes naturally.
From the first line I Immerse minds
in rehearsed rhymes its verse time
watch words shine
Pro spitter so my flow sicker
Pan African so go figure
Will not be calling my bro nigga
This rap game like gold with no glitter
Need my impact to be more bigger
Captain this ship like an old skipper
When they caption your shit its so bitter
You capping to make your shit mo slicker
On such rap beats I am an adored flammer
It gives my lyrics power like thor's hammer
I am not a stickler for grammar
And I have neither patience nor manners

Str8 from the 246, Hitting dudes for six
Your style pop down due for a fix
Bunning wack MCs is what I Do for kix
Between you and the cess pit doh kno who is more shit
Food up in my eyes I leave nothing alive
When I buss my lethal vibes on u feeble guys
Kill rappers from a side
Leave a stench of corpses
Smelling worse than a trench with horses
My bars deadly but colorful like a bench with orchids
When dollars come you’ll make sense of all this
If not just listen real close let me teach you right
Instead of pissing on your clothes when I reach the mic
I be dissing all those that feed you hype
So now u wishing all my foes come treat me shite-ty
Don't know what you felt this might be
But I am not one to be dealt with slightly
They gonna need a whole lotta help to fight me

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• socially concious
• underground hip hop