On this beat I serve a can of whoop ass, swerving throughout the lanes
Watching the streets just pass, while the lights flickering in the hallway fast
No, No, No time for stuttering, I’m slamming the shutters, im smothering
And uncovering while I keep it gutter
I’m armed with lyricism while stuck in hypnotism, they call it trap music
Cause it blurry your vision with an eye in the middle and the rest is a prism
Then you wonder why you always feel trapped in a prison
I’m taking the time, to tell you in my rhyme, what’s on my mind
When I go and design, when the truths all blind, we unrefined in this mankind
Races not aligned, I’m inclined to rewind that our minds are unconfined
I’m ripping a rhyme, dismissing a line, the mission is fine, you walking on a landmine
Dismissing your life, its prison for life, when you do it for the vine
Losing your time, crushing your spine, sniffing a line, the rhythmic is mine
Who cares if you did some petty crimes, its your pitiful excuse for your
nursery rhymes
We call it a war crime, its headline despised on you petty guys,
but when radio plays it They like who’s that guy?
2nd Verse
Its unfortunate everybody can’t be proportionate stalking with an abortion
But never cautious with the portions you offering, is it a perfectionist
portrait or waste of a fortune
It doesn’t take a brain surgeon to see the your brains in distortion
Spontaneous contortion, enforcing the importance of metamorphosis,
so much endorsement
That its forcing precautions, its like two cars racing down the street and they
crash in front of each other
And you notice both cars are Porsches
I’m from the grain, the pain a different strain; I’m ripping my brain,
my rhymes turning me insane
I’m eating so much bread that it’s causing a weight gain, I’m sipping champagne
Pretty soon I’ll be wearing tight clothes like women and lil wayne
I’m more addicted then rich bitches eating biscuits, I sniff a beat and throw
up a rhyme without listening
So many crabs while you taking a dab, I’m overdosing and choking smoking beats
in the lab
I take a jab, fuck it I take a stab and leave you in a revolving door like
Lindsey Lohan sniffing coke in rehab
I rip your abs while I’m building my abs; I’m snatching you fast leaving me able to catch your glass
I walk fast on Halloween don’t wear a mask but I bare black gloves with a machete on hand
I attack you while I’m doing handstands, clipping your mans, laughing because
it’s funny while
I’m doing a dance, my sharp blade; I’ll leave you afraid and slayed,
your feeling betrayed
And sprayed, punched in the face and layed, it’s my crusade to invade and get
paid
Throw you a little shade until I persuade for some first aid, im sipping some
Kool-Aid
While I march in a parade, I displayed a lyrical raid until you evade and
dissuade
I’m barbaric, you generic thinking numeric, I’m esoteric, my solders waiting in the barracks
I’m sarcastic melting you like plastic, holding plastic cup drinking liquor you
bastard
Smacking you quick, making you back flip in shit, stabbing your four tires with
my knife in your whip
I crush hymens with the pressure to create diamonds, perfecting my whole
rhyming and timing
While you running from sirens, with my alliance we pilot into horizons flying
into the highlands
And climbing in different climates, we the titans, some giants, some hungry
lions, dropping real science
While you rapping in silence, hell’s wrath is fire so you call the firemen,
while we stuck in a continent nobody is hiring