Killing sh#t with my brother like we was the Jaegers
2 seasoned vets, we gon’ mix up the flavor
Give ’em a taste of this worldwide hatred
Run up on me, that’s a free euthanasia
Testing his fitness to live, it’s the pacer
I might need a litmus, your sh#t really basic
I’m Top 3, give a f#ck ’bout a hater
Eren and Zeke, got a Beast and a Rager
Lil shawty like Mikasa ‘cuz she hot with the blade
My bottom b#tch is really at the top of the game
He talking crazy, now he isn’t talking the same
If I spare these ops, then they not finna change
A little more guap in my pocket, the sh#t got me waddling
So I ain’t walking the same
Bro flow soft, and my pen is Botox
Respect not shots if it’s not to the face
He a Kermit, caught him talking to a piggy or 2
Bet he croak at the pad, bro really a tool
Red dots, T’s crossed, I pity the fool
Throw sh#t, flow sick as cafeteria food
I been dropping more bars than a pound of X
Let the silver pull back, then I pound her chest
Swear that he pulling strings, but I’m so wired in
That he found it’s a whole rope ’round his neck
Writing on the wall, no scribe, just a blind touch
Take it as a sign that you never should have signed up
Twisted how I spin speech figures when I rhyme stuff
Enjoy toyin’ with ’em, ain’t no tellin’ how they wind up
Ice Age – too cold, they on my nuts
Spin hands, get clocked, now it’s “time’s up”
Tryna fade off tape, come and try sh#t out
Get cut, ain’t making the lineup
Killing sh#t with my brother like we was the Jaegers
2 seasoned vets, we gon’ mix up the flavor
Give ’em a taste of this worldwide hatred
Run up on me, that’s a free euthanasia
Testing his fitness to live, it’s the pacer
I might need a litmus, your sh#t really basic
I’m Top 3, give a f#ck ’bout a hater
Eren and Zeke, got a Beast and a Rager
Bro on Attack, and they swear I’m a Beast
They say Mari and Breeton like Eren and Zeke
If you barely competing with 954
Ain’t no way that you think you comparing to me
When I enter the scene, you always talking ’bout action
But now you just actors, preparing to flee
You a flea in my presence, you weak without weapons
Defeat y’all in seconds, I eat you for breakfast
Thought he wanted drama
But he washed, he a soap op
Beyblade fade, not afraid to spin his whole top
Rubik’s cube, Imma rearrange the whole block
My Arsonal expansive, so I told that boy I Don’t Flop
Yeah, this Shotty cause a Horroh or two
I’m doing real business while y’all make Monopoly moves
You wanna dance, I planned ahead like choreography
So can’t nobody stop me
When I’m stompin’ in your yard with the boots
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