Beat the Block Up

Beat the block up, free my patna

Speak with honor, peep the posture

A seasoned scholar, I keep it proper

Demon stalker, eat the choppa

He leakin' lava, need a doctor

Keep your chakra, I seek the Father

Stayin' holy, Stayin' lowly

Can't control me, favor on me

Hatin' on me, fake and phony

Load the bases, I'm goin' places

I'm closing cases, Poker faces

No folding, flaking

Jehovah saved a young, crazy, rowdy, Clayton Country resident

I been places you never went

I got cousins who spin the block and make the choppa stutter

Like a speaking impediment

Say, lil' homie, the reason you buy bull is prolly 'cause

You ain't reading the testament

It would lessen your lessons, unless sin is just your element

That's elementary like LMNOP

I could go from show to show and tote a pole

As long as totem poles if you want it

I'd rather show a soul to the scrolls that

Jehovah spoke when He wrote it

I'm floatin', I been havin'

I got killers serving life sentences hittin me

You know the bars real

When they giving my pen attention in the penitentiary

Make yo list but don't forget to mention me

They call me the big 450

'Cause when I spit I hit my target

The flow up and down like crypto market

The way my body covered in the blood

I'm just praying a Crip don't mark it

This gon' spark it

Get yo guard up 'cause I'm darting at eeny meeny miny, pick a artist

They say "How he get metaphors and deliveries with all of the synonyms?"

It's 'cause one day he met a force that delivered he from all of the sin in him

Monty a proven prodigy, from nothing I grew a colony

A true monopoly, for demons that choose to follow me

The bullets start flying, something like deu-deu-deu, Deuteronomy

Gas gunnin', trash dumpin', facts pumpin', cap crushin'

The industry done tried to beat me down

Man, I wish my dawg could see me now

Couldn't feed my child, they evil, foul

They wonder how I even smile

I slept on the floor while they slept on my flow

Huh

Guess we even now, hey

I'm a certified speaker knocker

I could make you delete your roster, hey

Label heads sending frequent offers, but I promise I don't need ya dollar

Most of these rappers just acting on the internet, and they need a Oscar

Without the web you Peter Parker

I make demons flee and hollar when I

Beat the block up, free my patna

Speak with honor, peep the posture

A seasoned scholar, I keep it proper

Demon stalker, eat the choppa

He leakin' lava, need a doctor

Keep your chakra, I seek the Father

Stayin' holy, Stayin' lowly

Can't control me, favor on me

Hatin' on me, fake and phony

Load the bases, I'm goin' places

I'm closing cases, Poker faces

No folding, flaking

Jehovah saved a young, crazy, rowdy, Clayton Country resident