Tarul - Smile a Little (feat. Osiris) Lyrics

"Sit down in that saddle"
The Texans' fear of the rattle
Coming out to battle with the roster unlocked
I be busting all these jaws, Johnson'll run out of gauze
The newest King of Avalon, about to turn this shit god
Barrage with no stoppage, and at large with no conscience
Options til the coffin; you won't be coughing as much
I've been growing like the Hulk, these guns best of the Gulf
Feeling it like Shulk, the hunk: can't get enough
Axe to the trees, no Cage or fear of bees
Bad as police, the brown has hit the streets
Rage like the teens, the boy needs quarantine
But I'm mad in the sheets- I give no apologies
I don't gift stupid things, my tongue gifts out the zing
I don't need golden rings, my chain's held by the beast
Came from the East, worst trade deal for the Grease
Never use my keys, my gaze makes villains freeze
Violent the Ursula
Killing it like Dracula
Flowing so immaculate, brand it up like an Acura
Regular the vagabond, the immigrant of Kerala
Crushing all the padawans to rep up Asia

My circumference can stir gumption
Quake my equator
Sure, something's heard stunting and word nothing
F*ck the tweeting, been bird-gutting
Wile E Coyote faster acting than acne cream
Put in grease, set the party Wilin' Aoki
It's high as the smoking- get it by wedding speech, nice and toasty
Cross a dragon x Jeff Ross on a "Roast Me," watch closely
Ruger 2's can get through to you like a Loup-Garou
My Frenchy niggas know old soul can get hip popping like hula hoops
Double barrel the double cross like Judas on a Jew
Peace to pieces like a Buddhist on a Goon
Need the ref can throw up cross, get the time out; put your line out
Say it with your chest- that bravado can rib your spine out
That mumble hype- f*ck it, it'll die out, say otherwise probably
Down your bitch on a yeast infection, you rye mouth
Bid to put a price in the writing, it's Bob Barkin'
Reddest wedding, Rob Starkin'
I'm snapping, Infinity Gauntlet
The foolish who mimic me often I blaze em the charge- they giving me arson
Stone cold dragging bodies on a toboggan
Roll em back bars, it's Walmart, y'all got this shit on a bargain
Clown spitting shart you can kiss my ass like a Charmin
Can't you see I'm charming? Word play since the first grade
Learn ways to twist your top corpse- leave you dirt-face
Burp laced with arsenic poison enters your hurt-space
Like game hit boxes lift oxygen like I slurp shakes
You cancerous lumps, you push more balls around than an abacus punch
Trashy actors- I take a stab at a bunch
Hungry bastard packing a sandwich for lunch
Just examples of what I have in store like Costco samples
Hardcore mammal with "Narco" standards
Make my break like El Chapo
Chillin' in the clouds with Basquiat- you know "Samo"
Siris overthrow em like the old Slavic Sambo
Known to bring the horror like a porch-lit Jacko
Blamo! All of you cancelled
Tarul on the spin, and King Osiris that's the hard rule
Effortless, I try little, rhyme grinding is mildly simple
You can stress to reach this skill but you gon' die if you don't smile a little