Look, brace yourself as I take your breath, it's the face of death
Fast pace on this paper chase
While I race you take baby steps, getting waste
Like a mistake, I don't make gambles
Rappers get buried, unbearable rhymes be carried by pal bearers
Six feet is the only way you niggas is deep
Music is how I eat sick
My teeth in the beat, turn a feature into a feast
My brand rising, give me the G's still
I'm completely obese
Shit, I need my G's to increase
These niggas is comical, out of this world sick
This that vomit on the comet flow
Hell yeah, whole counter accountable for reviving a
diamond that is rhyming with a cause
And this line you hear me shouting
It's like a diamond with no flaws
Embracing niggas too basic
Yo head in the clouds, my head in the space ship
My flow is a trip, allow me to spend a vacation
Glad you could make it
Standing ovation, round of applause
Stand in the piece, don't expect me to pause for a star
Y'all done got me pissed, consider this my start, nigga
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
Feel like I go rail with dark world, been low light
Put it down flat like a satellite beer and the light years on
You shed a light, the satellites that you parasite's parasites
You nightmares see every night, wear armor for the honor
Front line, ain't no turning back
I determined that, came a circus act in a circuit match
Disturbing facts to me, worship stats that I hurt the back
How many headshots have you fitted inside a murder cap?
Let's talk, tell me the lost tales and portrayals
Portrayals for glory mills dead or in jail
All hail the ruler of all hell
War well, can't mix more L's then toss shells
You reaching, barely making the bear minimum
Shaking, this courage taking, with fear in 'em, could win 'em
Just bolt through threshold
My chest cold, I felt away since I left home
I felt away
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
Look, now what if I said I was in bed
I was inbred with niggas who fed
All for the pain I had in the past
All of it masked, some of it lead
To my demise, when I realized niggas be talking one way
Till they get pressed with that
Then what was a threat is now a buffet
So how the fuck they try to degrade what I was playing for
Whatever example they can't sow I do not stand for
Fuck your spotify, I'm genetically modified
I plant Caesar's stampede, to these niggas I am on sentel
You never can't, no
Whether a person has your interest at heart
When we started, never we'll see this as a business wrap
Artists get bombarded
It's dropped but they on positions
Instead of checking them sales, they questioning my intentions
Upset with they all misfortunes
Suspect that they wanna force 'em with threats
But the fortune was kept
And if so that portion is less
The riot started that, my cousin had a heart attack
And then he lost his father
Don't bother until you harbor that
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
Fast pace on this paper chase
While I race you take baby steps, getting waste
Like a mistake, I don't make gambles
Rappers get buried, unbearable rhymes be carried by pal bearers
Six feet is the only way you niggas is deep
Music is how I eat sick
My teeth in the beat, turn a feature into a feast
My brand rising, give me the G's still
I'm completely obese
Shit, I need my G's to increase
These niggas is comical, out of this world sick
This that vomit on the comet flow
Hell yeah, whole counter accountable for reviving a
diamond that is rhyming with a cause
And this line you hear me shouting
It's like a diamond with no flaws
Embracing niggas too basic
Yo head in the clouds, my head in the space ship
My flow is a trip, allow me to spend a vacation
Glad you could make it
Standing ovation, round of applause
Stand in the piece, don't expect me to pause for a star
Y'all done got me pissed, consider this my start, nigga
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
Feel like I go rail with dark world, been low light
Put it down flat like a satellite beer and the light years on
You shed a light, the satellites that you parasite's parasites
You nightmares see every night, wear armor for the honor
Front line, ain't no turning back
I determined that, came a circus act in a circuit match
Disturbing facts to me, worship stats that I hurt the back
How many headshots have you fitted inside a murder cap?
Let's talk, tell me the lost tales and portrayals
Portrayals for glory mills dead or in jail
All hail the ruler of all hell
War well, can't mix more L's then toss shells
You reaching, barely making the bear minimum
Shaking, this courage taking, with fear in 'em, could win 'em
Just bolt through threshold
My chest cold, I felt away since I left home
I felt away
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
Look, now what if I said I was in bed
I was inbred with niggas who fed
All for the pain I had in the past
All of it masked, some of it lead
To my demise, when I realized niggas be talking one way
Till they get pressed with that
Then what was a threat is now a buffet
So how the fuck they try to degrade what I was playing for
Whatever example they can't sow I do not stand for
Fuck your spotify, I'm genetically modified
I plant Caesar's stampede, to these niggas I am on sentel
You never can't, no
Whether a person has your interest at heart
When we started, never we'll see this as a business wrap
Artists get bombarded
It's dropped but they on positions
Instead of checking them sales, they questioning my intentions
Upset with they all misfortunes
Suspect that they wanna force 'em with threats
But the fortune was kept
And if so that portion is less
The riot started that, my cousin had a heart attack
And then he lost his father
Don't bother until you harbor that
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
Death to you wack rappers, your time's up
Real hip hop niggas, stand up
I don't give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
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