Bring your crew, you need help, beat you like you “receive belts”/
I don’t even need to merk him, his sig looks like he’s doin it himself./

Name his crew GODS? Well fuck, just have to call me Satan./
I’m like a monster truck rally the way I smash and crush “Van”/

Came in one piece but you’ll leave in three, I’ll grip necks and squeeze./
Alcoholics rhyme? Smash your face through bottles and leave ya to bleed/

I’m the best, kid I roll one deep to ~slam ho’s,~ fist to your throat to ~jam flows./
It’s not just ya name, but a real suggestion like when the crowd yells “Van, GO!”/

Son, going face down on your keyboard is the only way you can “hit keys”/
But man, how am I supposed to be afraid of a crew who’s mascot is titties?/

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