Pandemonium
f#ck what you heard, b#tch i am the chosen one
I don’t need a label, i’ma stand alone for once
Writing all night, think my hands are going numb
I can’t sleep cause i chase my dreams
And my dreams can’t be till i break my peace
Bro you’re this, that, and this, but you ain’t like me
Better watch that throne before they take my seat
Don’t blink, don’t talk, just watch when i rock sh#t
I wanna be the goat, if not somewhere in your top ten
Obnoxiously tossing you bosses in coffins
Don’t really need profit, i’m here for the solace
That lies in the process i told you to trust
Come and stop me from leaving a hole in the sun
Stop me from leaving other rappers cold to the touch
Smoking a blunt, on second thought, i don’t give a f#ck how you feel
They like it when i keep it real
I like advancing with the skills
Working building, tryna make a f#cking mill
I never chill, i never chill, yeah
No pulse, i’m a dead man walking
Finna drop bombs and leave the scene haunted
b#tch i’m balling, been on my god sh#t
Pass me the mic and i’m bound to go all in
Ain’t nobody get it, when i hit it up on a critic
But i got inside my pocket i ain’t talking bout a digit
Put the kid up on a pedestal, to steady get the chicken
Got solidified position in the game, so f#ck a critic
Yall can suck this dick
Take whole load, like its tide not dish
Soapy #ss rappers, washed up in the ditch
Couldn’t hold my weight with an armstrong fist
f#ck up out my face b#tch, i am not complacent
Slip and slide, we dripping slime, these vibes are heart racing
Cause i float inside the pockets, got no pulse and got no option
Ima living walking zombie, dead inside in need of profit
If i kill it, they can’t knock it like wood
If i run up, f#ckin duck
They ain’t worth a couple bucks
So your two cents back to me ain’t a double up
Stop the talking that sh#t, boy
I am not a game you can play lil boy
Talking off beat on my name lil boy
Lil #ss kids wanna rap like this
Ain’t even see the 4 years that i put up in the game lil boy
Had to get it popping, for the people who ain’t got it
Cause i’m never f#cking stopping, i’ma full on locomotive
Got me speeding like a comet, this ain’t even top tier, but i’m in my zone
All the pain i feel made a hard shell cold
Checking my wrist, am i really still alive
Prolly not yet, even though i did die
Kill the old me, just a make a new one
Cause a full nuisance, no pulse, online
Heart rate flat, like yo #ss on the facetime
Dead weight flow too heavy for the bassline
Knew i’d be different when i got in my bag
Death and dishonor getting posted like tags
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