(Check)
Better shape up and get them squares up out ya circle (Style)
If all these niggas bosses, then tell me who the workers (Yeah)
'Cause these niggas lurking, pull up like leaving hurter (Switch)
They talk about them murders 'til they ride behind them hearses (Style)
Present is the past in a second so count your blessings (Count)
The lesson in the essence that snatch you out adolescence (Huh)
They woke me up inside like listen to Evanescence (Style)
Was microphone checking at seven, no half stepping (Huh)
Pull the weapon on a reverend and tell him run the collection
If he hesitate a second, I'm sending his ass to heaven
(Go)
They woke up the monster so I divide and conquer (Yeah)
I ponder going bonkers then knocking out ya chompers (Style)
I wonder why they somber when they stand in front your honor (Yeah)
But when they in them streets, they going nuts like Conker (Yah)
Big, big guy, dropping them small fries (Yeah)
Like a lunch rush came in and everybody called in (Yeah)
These niggas want the smoke like twenty twin twin (Twin twin)
Used to get hit with bricks like Deebo at the end (Style)
If getting money a sin (Sin), I'm going straight to hell (Hell)
I sold all my shares (Shares), that's why ya stock fell (Fell)
Well, well, well, I'm leaving 'em all pale (Style)
Snatch a rapper soul, now he a shell of himself (Go)
I'm lifting all them curses with what I do with them verses (Yeah)
God of the underground, change channels on them commercials (Huh)
Surface level I'm grounded, taking 'em deep to drown you (Drown)
Type great white surrounded by flounder (Style)
Out here in them streets keep them niggas from 'round you (Yeah)
They purpose is a circus and these niggas'll clown you (Uh-huh)
They minstrel with the pencil, a burden to instrumentals (Yeah)
I put it to your temple then turn a nigga to lentil (Doo-doo-doo)
In Bruno Magli shoes, I'm leaving tracks, Orenthal (Uh)
Essential with utensils, I'm chopping up with the Ginsu
Hahahahahaha
(Che-)
My art form remarkable, niggas is just a sparkle (Yeah)
Too nuclear, I'm tubular, write with permanent markers (Uh-huh)
The only thing erases your face if you're tryna pop up (Yeah)
I'm lockin' up the game like punishment from your mama (Style)
Trauma I went through just made me stronger than ever (Yeah)
So I would never let up, you niggas ain't on my level (Uh)
In a whole 'nother league, fatigue up in your setup
Punchlines weak like putting water in ketchup (Style)
Cracked up on 'em and left with stolen moments (Yeah)
You a snapshot, photographer in a coma (Uh)
I rang like the coma, they sleepin' like they on Soma (Uh)
So when I get up on 'em, I'm stealin' shit like Winona (Style)
Who the fuck you niggas think you fuckin' with? (Hey)
I'm standing on business, and you niggas on some sucker shit (Yeah)
Coming from the city where we do it for the love of it (Yah)
So I show no pity for a clout-chasing sucker bitch (Yah)
Drunk with stardust
When you were lasered into life in a beautifully precise manner
You clocked that which you'd never see
The minutiae of the world's beauty
You noticed how the guy across from you on the train put way too much Aquaphor on his lips
When you were at your most stable, you quickly exploded
When you're infected with its dust, you hear that which no one else hears
Peaking on stardust, we chase silence out of our world, 'til Gabriel blew his horn
You resign yourself to delinquency, quirkifying your life
Like a vegetarian with a carnivore spirit, you stabbed at the fauna of the world, hunted it, surveying life's riches
