letra de pound cake (southern god mc remix) - daken

[verse 1]
i’m the source that revitalized the south
set aside selfish intentions stayed on the ground
my style is gluttony eating everything from eps to freebies
now you’re left with decomposed cds
ate before my meal, now how that feel
kept it surreal, murder your top 5 i sure will
honestly the game is all greek to me
ironically i’m zeus, you b-tches couldn’t foresee
that sh-t hebrew, since my debut
i’ve been gracing the game, like jesús
hey zeus, gaia ain’t the only one that’s timeless
chronosomes deduction will leave you mindless
it’ll leave me in a cell, while critics review me in h-ll
pyrorapper, chiropractor for these spineless factors
recording in a nuclear reactor, superior headmaster
been schooling you underachievers since 08
my name hold weight
like raekwon, eating 8 of the best rappers
album all in one day, while claiming to be the god mc, cliche

[verse 2]
i solely rely on these lyrics to get exposure
tricked by vanity i fall like october
k!ll these turkies, i oughta man
i ottoman?
get it, na you fools ain’t with it
you thought i’d rap about money, honestly i don’t get it
really, like i really i don’t get it
and if i did get it, i wouldn’t admit it
because the same n-ggas you smoke with
can smoke you without any hesitation just know this
coming to my hood make sure you have a reservation
because that’d be your last destination
pause, you’re not even welcome in your own hood
d-mn if i could act blacker i would
i just chose to elevate higher than my environment
you lacked the minor requirements

[verse 3]
southern, southern god mc
attempting to portray this art like lcd
flow is acidness, it’s not accident i spit lsd
dissolved your substance in my stomach absolutely
footsteps of a tyrant, without an alliance
you n-ggas can’t see a god, like poseidon
40 plus bars of messianic rhyming
now tell me this ain’t perfect timing
for me, to take the thrown, without any effort
you p-ssies didn’t give me time to get it wet first
diving in pandora’s box, if you are what you eat
maybe when i die all evil will stop
woah now take a second to think

time is up you n-ggas can’t recoup
golden rhymes in a dying age there’s no dispute

haha, you n-ggas can’t recoup
watch jay z 100 yard dash, back to the booth

- daken

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