Kurupted

These streets is jurassic, cowards get asthmatic

Astronauts hover throughout the atmosphere, that the ghetto burb

Pull up on the curb (what's up homie!), smoke a nigga then dip

It's the immaculate, verbal assassin

Strangle your perfect etiquette to an accent

This is Jesus of nazareth

Spittin' gold policies to a world unknown

In a cherry low-low with four zones of weed, no sticks no seeds

Prestigious when I post safe through fifty states, beneath the speed

Can corral the largest crowds, mosh pit with a big dick

Screaming bitches ain't shit

She gobble gobble for hours I jumped in the shower

I dismantle, devour, hardest

Emcees softer than clam chowder

No challengers can compete

They're childish and weak, detrimental

Hazardous hazard to instrumentals

Intertwined with God and frankenstein

I'm kurupted!

I'm kurupted!

Gimme a hundred g's for every emcee I drop to their knees

Verbically useless, oh you got the juice? I'll squeeze you juiceless

Catch you, hang you from many nooses

Been the truth since, snoop and the pound was fuckin' over ruthless

Young and I'm ruthless, twenty-one with

Twenty-one guns, shottys thats looted from pac, lyrical cyclops

Lazer-in on paper and fraudulent friends

Bitch yous a bitch in disguise and bitches get ten

Bullets to their midsection, mr. Lethal injection

In a regal higher than church steeples, I swear to God

Count your lyrics in a jar, I'mma pterodactyl

Tearin' ya squad, like pardon me in terrance martin in aston martin

Cannibal co-existing with the coldest, that means

I'm the sickest, and theraflu won't do

Whenever I'm kicking the wickedness, explosive

Syntagmatic, smokin' like the barrel of this tech aimin' at ya' neck

I'm kurupted!

I'm kurupted!

(Look homie) I'm from c-o-mp-to-any nigga can get it

The little homie strapped and he with it

At the avalanche swap-meet (what's up fool!)

Blunt longer than rose grants, I'll grab the devil then slow dance

Practice trigonometry, practice my aim on rooftops

Eating pastrami sandwiches, you are counterfeit

Worthless beats and verses surfaced. West coast

With a big scope kill all y'all it's top dawg, tde, cpt

Quick to tell a bitch jump on my dick a.s.a.p

Complete havoc, compulsive disorder, rhyme addict -- slaughter

House is full of joey, joells and royces for ya'

Live from the area code of three-one-oh, laughin'

All the way to the bank with three elmos

Three six-fo's, one bottle of goose, I'm the truth

You could put your hand on the bible and shoot

I'm kurupted!

See a lot of y'all get real disrespectful, real

Comfortable, not recognizin' ya' legends

West coast legends, young gotti

I black out like howard university when I verbally

Turn into hercules hurtin' these emcees early

And urgently urkin' my nerves searching for certain

Certified nouns and verbs on the verge of vigorous victory. Kurupted