Survival Of The Fittest (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Throwback Thursday
Freestyle number six

[Verse]
The crown in my possession
I'm alone at the top cause Unknown is a god
You're not allowed in my section
Killin' these instrumentals, winnin' is in my mental
You hypin' up trash n*ggas with wack flows
Only right I attack the garbage can like the Astros
I'm an as*h*le who blast foes
And emptyin' a hunnit clips and I'm punishin' like Frank Castle
Tag toes and I smash hoes
And after she suck my di*k I send her ass back home
You can catch me in my Mets fitted with the curved brim
And you know that I'm the best n*gga when my verse end
And your death for cеrtain if you mention my name
Get sеnt to an early grave, this sh*t not a game
If I enter the booth angered
My rage is on Bruce Banner
Nobody's f*ckin' safe n*gga I am a loose cannon

[Outro]
Unknown, motherf*cka