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DOUBLE OMEN FREESTYLE

Pound Cake Freestyle

DAKOTA

I keep it lowkey way too much, now they don’t know me, huh
That chopper proceed whenever they fuck with my homies
Man, it took you a whole week just to do what i do in day
Fuck out my way ‘fore you caught with a stray
How many times all that mentors gon take,
‘fore you realize you ain’t pushing weight, you a lame
keep bluffin, keep bluffin, keep bluffin
Ok, lets go

40 years old who folded 10 years ago, always talking the fucking loudest
Last time your crowd was crowded,
Mike Jack was still hitting goddamn moonwalks
Just cutting that lil booth talk
Swear shit ain’t COD, still send your ass to the gulag
I’ll be stacking all these cash thru the boombox
When we land in Japan, turn on smooth talk
For the fans, I’ma do what it takes dawg
Contrabands on my hand, got me fuck up
On demand how I am, get yo luck up
Understand, me and you, we not same, ‘cause if I rocked your pain
A hunned motherfuckers would’ve been dead by now
You proud?, oh wow, how adorable 
Keep it sonic speed, I’m unstoppable 
I want all the heat like its tropical
Holla at me when your music is honorable
I ain’t making friends when there’s Ms to make
Those affiliates cannot save you when you fall from grace
No more debates, ain’t no big 3, this shit just the omen

Since you wanna play, hmm, lets go then
Let me talk about you for a moment tho
Heard you working for a corp, how you coping bro?
All that talk bout kings, where your trojan hoe?
Fuck that sovereign shit, you a puppet
I might link with the people you don’t fuck with
Just to fuck with you, get you upset

Now let me get back to the main topic
Did your head get hit when you did a moshpit
Swear you losing the visions, what’s to blame, is it your optics?
Your claim to fame was always to talk shit
But now you run around acting like a prophet
Did you turn into a saint or sumn?
I hate the they way they faking sums, the hate won’t run in this industry
So I’d rather play poker faces, hold my hatred 
‘Cause if don’t, then these nepo babies getting smacked
I hate the way they tied to a contract, can’t even fucking write a rap nor a melody
You might think that this shit is jealousy 
Best believe, I’d rather be 70 
In a retirement home, slowly dying, respectfully 
Y’all ain’t friending me
Y’all dabbing me up is offending me 
Y’all the type to find identities on Pinterest, ‘cause you ain’t got an entity
i’m on 2Cs feeling heavenly 
Y’all ain’t worthy to beef with me nor be an 
enemy
So I’d rather be on my Digga D shit and protect my energy

Jack Thompson

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