The Baby of Rosemary’s Baby

It's Darky baby blotter Babyy, two Y's
Fleezus Christ dead Dibiase
Deady Guerrero aka I am not the father
Cause she a swallower

You can't stand us
Music make you wanna vomit
But I'm laughing at you
Cause my future is promised
Bout to up the tax bracket
No more poor people problems
No more roaches and rats
No more work for my momma
No fake hugs and daps
Only real niggas around us
No more living in hades
My thoughts are no longer cloudy
No four fifth in that gauge
No weapon shall ever prosper
The pain leaks from my pen
I over jot things around me
Too bad that shit I just named
Are still things in my surroundings
Came to be friends, fuck a friend
Nigga even your friends will doubt you
That is until you prosper
Leap over every obstacle
By then you'll be so far ahead they
Can't even reach out to ya'
I still got the same number
I just rather ignore ya'
Coldblooded, RIP rick James my
Nigga true story and it's God bless the dead
Moment of silence for em'

These nightmares fucking up
My sleeping habit's
All this pussy fucking up
My brand new mattress
Zombie Gang flipped the game on it's axis
This here practice
My flow classic like premo scratches
These nightmares fucking up
My sleeping habit's
All this pussy fucking up
My brand new mattress
Zombie Gang flipped the game on it's axis
This here practice
My flow classic like premo scratches

Look at life
Look at death almost share the same face
Look at failure, look at success
You fall and fly with the same grace
Grab that mirror look at yourself
Embrace the flaws that may stay
Lick a shot for those who paved the way
Big-Big Poppa got shot for me
If that's the game then
Psychedelics showed them
They could levitate
If they just used they thoughts
Develop methods so my presence can
Flow through many dimensions, precious Gems
I'm drooling on the track, like a bullmastiff
I'm extracting peyote from a cactus
While eating a mushroom sandwich
Ashes on my fabric from the last spliff
Damn it
No gimmick, no alterimage, I said it, did it
Niggas wanna be it, cause I am it
Fuck a rap uniform and I
Don't need to pendant
To boost my image, who is you kidding
My ego, probably already the biggest
Megalomania, I have ascended
I’m like if Pac and Kanye
Got spliced and blended
Imagine shooting up a cops
And fender benders
A word bender, spit game im elemental
What's on your mental?
It don't matter, you brain matter splatter
Backseat of the Benzo
My pen drip murder ink, no Irving Lorenzo
Nigga, roll the extendos
Meech got that best flow
You see the temple, OG of tempo
Treat it like pistol finger and let blow

These nightmares fucking up
My sleeping habit's
All this pussy fucking up
My brand new mattress
Zombie Gang flipped the game on it's axis
This here practice
My flow classic like premo scratches
These nightmares fucking up
My sleeping habit's
All this pussy fucking up
My brand new mattress
Zombie Gang flipped the game on it's axis
This here practice
My flow classic like premo scratches
These nightmares fucking up
My sleeping habit's
All this pussy fucking up
My brand new mattress
Zombie Gang flipped the game on it's axis
This here practice
My flow classic like premo scratches
These nightmares fucking up
My sleeping habit's
All this pussy fucking up
My brand new mattress
Zombie Gang flipped the game on it's axis
This here practice
My flow classic like premo scratches

All black fashion me and my gat matching
(nigga)
Christ ain't have this much passion (nigga)
Puff puff, no i ain't passin