[Verse 1]
See, I'm a motherf**ing lyricist, b**hes they fearing us
Back in the day they wasn't hearing this, now I'm the one who's steering this
I'm self-driven, will he k** it? – That's a lyrical given
New-School style but the 90's is where my lyrics living
My flow is like another Earth, Second nature
I disintegrate ya', migrate ya', then light-saber decapitate ya'
In the beginning they said it was fabricated, as soon as the numbers escalated
But these f**ers just mad that I made it
More chains than when a slave traded check it
I'm under MC's skin like muscle tissue, what's the issue?
If you talking sh** then Im'a hit you
Grab a pistol then whip you, then dip you in lava, ain't no one ‘liver
Second I arrive I murder it, no you never heard of it
So sick my lyrics I don't spit – I regurgitate them
As listeners chronologically study my words, verbatim
Assa**inate em', the second I raid them like five-0
We pull off the heist and flee to Cabo now
I mask emotions like a robbery, cause when it comes to matters of the heart
Women will clog your arteries
Visionary - V's up – Rattpack
Young Sinatra, Maryland's what I'm reppin'
Conceal the flow behind the image like a murder weapon