Lyrics First Class - Swami Mags , Gehrman

Mags with the blue coat
Gehrman with the red one
Ebony and Ivory
Threesome with my blood lust
Earthworms wither and die when they get dried out
Toss my fucking stogee and fade you like hocus pocus I focus every ounce of my being into this rap shit
Ill break shit down about any way you can stack it
Split atoms with my blade blast bladee in a drive by
Devil Trigger nigga my evil aura just lingers
I wanna get my shine but
(Darkness always with me)
Roses tend to die when
(I aim down a pipe dream)
I could take you out now
(Like to keep my hands clean)
I dont fuck with yall now
(Like to keep it low key)
Im Loki
Unlucky
I keep my pistol loaded
(Never folding)
Elegant lotus I dance around you locusts
(Leaches bogus)
Plague doctor off my rocker I burn you rodents
(You cant hold this)
Got you questioning god but you soft spoken
Gehrman