Gino Ba$quiat - Corner Store EP Intro lyrics

I find purpose in these words that
I spit so it's cursive
Its the resurrection of real shit
In due time it's coming
My nigga time is of the essence
I come with a timely presence
This gold soul nigga shining they
Mining for my excellence
Now you might have to rewind that shit
Over your head off the ledge
Probably fall off a cliff
All I want is the admiration
Ain't nothing wrong with paper chasing
Yall look for fame, fame coming with Satan
Hell of a package I don't need that shit
Fuck the devilish nigga eat a
Dick ho choke that shit
Ive been rhyming since I was nine
But I ain't know that shit
Swear the irony always follows
Me like romance flicks
Thats some english three shit for you bitch
My rhymes come equipped with a mental
High so vibe with this shit
Im with the birds in the sky
Im elevated off this medication
Always meditating now my body
Starts to feel awakened
They comatose to my lyrical word flow
I never boast but im gifted
Get you bitches to listen
I spit arson nigga caution you
Fucking with a deadly arsonist
I spit flames and these bullets
Take aim and hit brains
By the end of this tape
I know you gon know my name
Its Gino The Great came to conquer
And take food off your plate
Look in these blood shot eyes
And recognize the real times
How im the ruler of you losers you are
Under my demise this a battle cry