You know I stay killing it.
Big Stoak the Most Villainous.
It’s unbelievable. You can’t believe how real it is.
I know you’re feeling it.
I’m sealing the deal. The show, I’m stealing it.
Like a thief in the night. Making it look easy. Yes, I’m breezing it.
These fools don’t know?
Everywhere I go,
I bring that crazy, super fly flow.
It comes so
Basic instinct. Animal.
I fire rockets, missiles, and cannon balls.
Steady drop heavy like Niagara Falls.
Baptize rap guys like Biggie Smalls.
Raise the roof. Bring down the walls.
Welcome to my expo.
Doing my thing on the instrumental.
Change of tempo
but still got the ill flow
and dudes full of ego
still act like they don’t know.
My style’s all-pro.
Never sounding like so-and-so.
What these assholes stay playing on the radio.
That’s a huge no-no
for the Kid. No tengo
Soy un animal.
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