[Chorus X4]
C4 on your chest, I blow you to waste matter
Cake batter, letting the plates shatter
[Verse]
All I needed was a reason to heat the beacon
Beat it bitch, handing out my season greetings
And they really not nice, picking a fight
With whoever I want to deal the damage
Just to do it out of spite
Shoot a fat bitch in the face, dead weight
Screws loose in my noggin can't rehabilitate
Facilitate hate, never had a clean plate
And if i ever did i would still dirty it, that's fate
Instilling thе fear here in thе sphere
That ya still hold dear to ya peers from years back
I appear just to fill in the gap and disappear
Give a pimp slap to the game take a lil nap
Mothafucka I'm eccentric
Hell-bent And skeptic
Relentless, plant a seed in ya mouth, ferment it
Demented, grab you by the neck and bend it
Form a virus on you undocumented just to test it
[Chorus X4]
C4 on your chest, I blow you to waste matter
Cake batter, letting the plates shatter
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