[Hook]x10
I read the daily news
Another rapper dead
[Verse 1: T.R@bb]
My n***a was that you
Disrespecting the huddle with written verses
Breaking the cypher circle
[?] from many hearses
Like I don't, write in coroner's cursive n***a
So off top I'm nearly perfect
My brain waves are tidal
Make a pirate ship nervous
Electric [?]
So you know I'm surging through it
No [?] can do it
Leave a vocal booth in ruins
Put you through a cuban link chain noose
And you'll hang like Cooper
In the North, with some shooters
Arching the Ruger
Bullet shells land on the cement
By our cemetery
Swinging [?] like Cuba
You should've stayed in the car
Got that work, bar for bar
Breathe easy n***a
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Thelonius Gawd]
All these rapper's got is f**ing money on they minds
Well I'll put bread on they heads, another rapper dead
North town danger zone, we don't talk to fuzz
Ask about me, all a n***a got is clout
Street cred, lyrical
Intellectual thug, spawning miracles
Mirrors that resemble the creators, I ain't spiritual
In fact, I'm rolling up dope on paper that's biblical
Just to get closer to the fragrance of his pinnacles
Causing, ma** disaster
I thought slavery was over
Rappers getting signed to labels now and refer to master
f** it, I graduated from the block and got my master's
Creating master plans on you f**ing ba*tards
By any means
[Hook]
[Beat Change]
[Verse 3: T.R@bb]
Waves under my crown
Everything is profound
These lines over head like the halos on angels in Heaven
Flow tight like the lies from a reverend
With enough hustle to move a white mound
A black panther with a mic in the crowd
Going ham like my moms in the crowd
These wings on my feet would make Hermes smile
North n***as slapping that Payback, sold out
I feel like Zeus' lightning bolt, amping the sound
I switch my flow
I'm lapping them now
I master pitch, I should rap on the mound
A's fitted, hit switch
Homerun, I toss back
Let that stick fly
I don't play quidditch
Aww sh**, it's Rabb Guinness
The world record holdin'
Still blue coupe rollin'
I try so hard not to be selfish
Now I'm shooting if I'm open
You can't deny it when you chosen
So motion, I praise the dope
And see that I'm potent
I'm floating cause even overseas they know it
Show love to the states, just filled with roses
I'm the coldest
[Bridge]
How else could I say it?
How else could I say it?
How else could I say it?
I'm dead to the head (I'm dead to the head)
How else could I say it? (I'm dead to the head)
How else could I say it? (I'm dead to the head)
How else could I say it? (I'm dead to the head)
I'm dead to the head
[Outro]x3
[?] said pour lean in the pitch
Have a photoshoot, lames trying lean in the pic
Bro said to make a hit, you gotta lean with the pitch
[?] in solitary, I can't even come visit