Wrekonize - Come Down Freestyle lyrics

[Verse: Wrekonize] I swear this world has lost its motherf**ing mind And its like it's been up to public design to have us all undermine My DC's are primed to visit the finish line, but I just can't get out of this quicksand Every other second, every minute is another chance to get it When the [?] pushing us to the limits I need room to breathe, and a room that sees all across the water, look at this city If you f**ers need me you know where I am Even though that friend thinks I ran like I wasn't never fam God damn what a scam They got you acting again like you lost your f**ing mind, and I've been trying to reel it in But that ship done sailed I already knew what it was from the quick thumbnail This world has gone PC, and I don't mean the OS, fool I mean like in this world today I'm feeling like Deadpool Scared face where they just cut out the cancer Smile on the [?] like I think I just got the answers But truth be told there's no control, Bruce Banner I'm just trying to stay alive and not get f**ed, Sansa Stark on the crest, Stark I'm the best Tony Stark [?] Stark I'm the man, blow me Stark off the branch, Stark run the trap solely I'm like Thomas Shelby in this b**h, I'm feeling unholy See I got nothing left, but doing this music sh** No that's a lie I got a few other [?] I'm in But I've been sitting here [?] And trying not to let it blow like [?] My Strange fam has been known to erase plans Of wack rappers trying to mumble over the base and To be completely honest I ain't stressing on they clan 'Cause bigger trolls are blocking the lane now Space jam They got [?] I got King Kong bars Riding long boards tearing through a golf course This industry is shaky got us down on all fours Getting f**ed on the screen with no soft core Just got my royalties back in the drop Feeling weird 'cause i think somebodies wires were crossed My songs streamed a million times sh**, well that's kind of boss It earned me just enough to go out for a KFC box So I focus on the fans out on tour shaking hands Sending messages again and again and again 'Cause y'all keep me in this game sh** So why don't they reply back? It would be real ironic if I couldn't Wrekonize that Strange game chained down to my waistline Second album for the snake and bat, Its about game time Stiff competition on that May 5th date line But a great move for culture, I'm ready to make mine So let this sh** be known all around this sticky globe The season has begun, don't you leave your [?] alone I'm coming for the beats and I'm leaving them with murder One month until we eject into the further