Headshot
Right on the dot
I’m slicing b#tches just like I gotta top knot
b#tch over here and I’m giving her a backshot
This is what you sought
And I’m f#cking ’round in a rave
Crowd surfing, I’m on a wave
Down to the grave
Bullet to brain act like that’s what she crave
I pop a bottle then I get to poppin
Eyes like an eagle I see when you drop in
You don’t need to oppugn
You cannot question me right now I just popped in
Like b#tch you got locked in
This contract of dreams and hopes and ties
With a side of fries
Just look at my eyes
No need for no lies, I don’t need more tries
‘Cause I don’t need grass to shoot to new highs
Got darkie on revise, HD from the ‘toon
But I come along, I sing a different tune
Gag me with a spoon, not really you prune
I’m wearing the pants, even after June
Blacken the blade and I make it the great
I don’t forge in fire, I just seal the fate
After cleaning my slate, load on some new hate
Filling it up, I might need a new plate
Years flying by my time ain’t slowin’
I got tired in my system and that little b#tch it is growin’
I ain’t showin’
I’m just glowin’, like the Mississippi river I be flowin’
Flying through the sky like a f#ckin’ Boeing
I ain’t throwin’
I’m just rapping, only way to get the feeling in the open
No Zoan
I don’t need no fruit to hit you in your dome
No restrictions I ain’t chrome
I got my skills so I’m bringing it home
To my castle
I’m a warlord without the tassel
I don’t own it, not a vassal
Slicing up intruders like
It’s such a hassle
Coming all the way from Basle
No not Brazil
“Jisatsu suru” that’s my little skill
When I’m on the mic I spit like a tyke
I’m all alone while I’m on this hike
But that’s what I like
Up at the top I end sh#t with a strike
Mixing the glycerin, a little with nitro
I ain’t talking Discord, this sh#t gon go pyro
I’m cynical spreading to Egypt in Cairo
Throughout the world, we making it viral
Now down in a spiral
Landing on a bible, right next to a bridal
I wake up, then I start right on my daily cycle
Dreams in my head are makin’ me go primal
I’m f#cking up
Headshot
Right on the dot
I’m slicing b#tches just like I gotta top knot
b#tch over here and I’m giving her a backshot
This is what you sought
And I’m f#cking round in a rave
Crowd surfing, I’m on a wave
Down to the grave
Bullet to brain act like that’s what she crave
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