The ports of walking dead are coming in from around the tri-state area
Stay in your homes and lock your doors
Do not travel anywhere
Yeah
I’m out for blood
If I die, I’ll be a legend
Drop it go just like a weapon
Leave you dead with no expression
Like your fanbase when you drop
Always capping on your raps
I promise you don’t have no ops
This is all I do, this lockdown wasn’t nothin’
I’ve been hoarding beats, I swear this all I do, I get it done
Competition boring me ’cause I’ve been running laps on everyone
Fake rappers corner mе, but I’m not doing features for you bums
Straight out this quarantine, yеah I’m finally back, now watch them run
Yeah I don’t care what you offer me, this all I do is slaughter beats
Your new tape was a flop to me, so now your fans all flock to me
This rap game like a cookout, and you know I’m glad you brought the beef
You’ll never reach my level, you should know you don’t dishonor me
So go debate it while I’m going places
You can load and fade off into irrelevance
It bet it must be so enraging
Gotta face it, now you’re barely making dividends
And your flow sounds just like Yoda, you’re not making any sense
I got no love for the ones that throwin’ shots and then they run
Talking cheap behind my back until I threaten to erupt
I got no hesitation, I’ve been elevating
Everything I do, I’m gonna celebrate it
You just conversate while I’m compensated
Just had to let you know
I’m out for blood
If I die, I’ll be a legend
Drop it go just like a weapon
Leave you dead with no expression
Like your fanbase when you drop
Always capping on your raps
I promise you don’t have no ops
This is all I do, this lockdown wasn’t nothin’
I’ve been hoarding beats, I swear this all I do, I get it done
Competition boring me ’cause I’ve been running laps on everyone
Fake rappers corner me, but I’m not doing features for you bums
Straight out this quarantine, yeah I’m finally back, now watch them run
What a year
Took a break and made a million, now we’re here
They rolled me off and now I’m really outperforming all my peers
I don’t need touring, only do it ’cause I love meeting my fans
I make more on any given month than your label advance
And all the same ones that are dissing me couldn’t tour during quarantine
Had to get a job, it must’ve hit their ego pretty hard
And they were talking really cute until they sold off all their cars
Saw their latest show on aisle seven
“Oh, by the way I’ll pay with card”
It’ll make your career if I ever mention your name
See you trying to be tough online but in person you never aim
I know I look just like Ed Sheeran, but if you cross me, then I bang
Got a problem with me, yeah, I keep a coffin with me
I don’t need to be poppin’ semis, ’cause I’m spittin’ automatic
You wondering how this happened
If I’m a snake, then why you proud of me?
If I’m so fake, then why crashing checks you making off of me, huh?
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Josh A Lyrics – BLOODLUST