The Dark Horse (Dark Fantasy Freestyle)

Can we get much higher? So high oh

Can we get much higher? So high oh

Can we get much higher? So high oh

Can we get much higher? So high oh

They telling vizzy to kill it but that's obvious

Ace or jesse ventura, either way, I'm gon body it

Niggas play cool and jump the shark on some fonzie shit

Crazy, my hustle from just being po' got me rich

Paid in full bitch, slick rick, joreon

I killed the web hit safari with the google chrome

And every track user share is media fire

Who that dude killing the venue, and is he for hire?

Yup, you can ask mr. Macent that

That's why I be on planes like the state I rep

Little niggas on blogs try to hate on x

But they ain't got the kevin hart to say with they chest nigga

So fuck that hater, one man rap laker

One hand behind the back, lay up on these half players

That nigga on rap radar is a rap raider

Feeling like wiz on his last papers saying

Can we get much higher? Oh

Is this what we doing tonight? Yeah, I think we winning

Like coming home from the dentist, I just got a filling

Where making it is the hero, being broke is the villain

Clouds are the ground and the moon is the ceiling

Victory is close, the question is will I wait? Why?

When I catch her like a predator on dateline

I'm like a bust when I bust, I don't waste lines

'Cause there's a world outside I'm trying to make mine

Drop an album, win a grammy, put my boys on

Then I roll with the dough on a croissant

Big house in japan with a koi pond

Doing this is double o, you just a decoy bond

The black daniel craig throw you off the ledge

Now I'm drinking your juice and eating your scrambled eggs

The whole crowd standing like the morning pledge

Saying I'm the best like morning head yeah

'Cause what they do in they first 48, I do in 12

Somebody call the first 48, this shit is killed

Put me in leagues of ivy like I went to yale

With tales that the less lyrical niggas couldn't tell

Y'all must be after l's like pollo loco

Put the game in chokehold, stun your day like stone cold

Out in japan with a bad chick rocking kimonos

She all up in my linen and I ain't talking yoko

Rosetta stone, I get eight in every language like ocho

I'm just way too vocal for these rap locals

But I'm a break the door down with the right force

Make way for the white knight, dark horse