So Sincere - AZ

I’m about to get on some Norman Bates shit, and go psycho

Shit, gather around your speakers

Let me start fronting on 'em early

I’ma front on 'em early, that’s what I do

You know my persona, let me kinda remind ya

The Gucci, Gabbana, the New-E, the Low, Evisus, designers

How I post up, parley amongst piranhas

I’m the urban version of that turban-wearing Osama

Last of a genre, it’s nothing to mash y’all minors

Y’all trash, I’ll leave half of y’all niggas in trauma, ha ha

So I laugh, cause I’d rather clam in vagina

Splash a few grands on some high sand in the sauna

Usually ponder when I puff my little ganjas

Somber, feeling like Don Cheadle in Hotel Rwanda

You know karma, increase when you cease your drama

It’s deep, but you sleep when you feel there’s peace upon you

Keep that armor, I formerly greet as a charmer

But beneath is more than mystique, I’m a monster

Came to conquer, no games I came to regain my honor

No lames, it’s insane what the brain can conjure

Why launder, when I can outsell the bomber

Miskel, tell Mel, he’ll be out of jail by Kwanza

From Tompkins to Gowanus, to the hills in Brownsville, I sponsors

Nothing to cock back the Black P-80 Launcher

Any hate can haunt you, I’m straight from the L.I.

gates of Yonkers

Down to the Southern states to Great Lakes in Tonker

Young, majestic, the beams from the Sun reflect it

Numb before Bush Senior’s son was elected

Eclectic, world respected, like Brother Ube from Dure

But hey, what you expected, perfected, connected

So exit, or have it all in here

We can war, when where, nigga I’m so sincere