Hieroglyphic from Light Born by C. Ray

HIEROGLYPHIC

My adversaries cry like hoes, fully eradicate my foes, my lyrics explode on contact, faded and swole, who else but Poppa’s holy son, you know me nigga I’m the one, play my game make bitches cum/ now fire when ready come hit this blunt, I’m what’s in ya lungs, I am lifted, I’m what gets ya drunk, I’m what bitches love, I am different, I’m what’s in the trunk, I am in the gun, my intention, I inflict the sun, I will get this done, Hieroglyphic/

I am I again , high as I have been, I am flyin in, hydrogen, I’m the golden goose right behind the hen, fighting friends hands like a masseuse, who will strike ya chin, tire spin, finally got the juice used to ride a Schwinn/ fire pin, say they got the guts I never see em, you don’t want the pressure we in, there’s no fuckin refereeing, seem em talking shit but barely know enough to send a DM, when ya soul is worth a buck you’d give it up to get per diem/ he ain’t coming out the house with ya, increase speed I know what you think of MEEE watch yo mouth nigga, all the liquor for me numb quick, I’m on some dumb shit, spit on globe from where the sun sit/ holler for my disc in ya system, drop a line like a crease, and they know I need a piece of any business I give em, pretended and end up a waste like the top of your denim, end to end with the 8, Eddie Brock with the Venom/

Fuck with me that’s what’s they all say, hardheaded bet that he gon see the hard way, I stay lit, fuck a hero and his sidekick, I’m Brainsick have every single bitch that came with you on ray dick/ now fire when ready come hit this blunt, I’m what’s in ya lungs, I am lifted, I’m what gets ya drunk, I’m what bitches love, I am different, I’m what’s in the trunk, I am in the gun, my intention, I inflict the sun, I will get this done, Hieroglyphic/

it’s just Me against the world, so keep it thorough for the borough, with ya girl fuck that make up I deface her like a mural, bust a pearl necklace, pinky drippin like the curls, all I need is nuts and trees a nigga livin like a squirrel/ no referral, them niggas tried to shade me I’m a threat, rabies at the vet, hades after death, ain’t no maybe bitch I’m hasty y’all gon pay me that respect, tryna walk a line with me and think they safe without the net/ 80’s, babies had the best, played my card and they don’t take me out the deck, fan the flame and plan to pay for how you step, but check the freon I am A/C out the vent/ and for eons I have been around the block, i invented crop, my intent infinite dying not, I have penned a plot, I’m offended kin will cry a lot, if defiance brought, livin like them other niggas not, I don’t tick and tock hieroglyphic/

• Hip-Hop
• Rap
• Pasco