Cult Classic

[Intro] One to the nine, in the '96, evil competition every day, that's how I kill this shit One to the nine, in the '96, evil competition every day, that's how I kill this shit Yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Welcome back to the terror Climbing out the coffin, 'bouta enter a new era Yeah, I'm back and I got some brand-new tracks that I'ma tear up I was rolling through the graveyard 'fore I even made a verse Just a youngin' bumping metal, rockin' Ozzy on my shirt Loner Gang, I make music for the outcasts Crappy motherfuckers, all the ones we gonna outlast Yeah, I never gave a fuck if I was popular Rather just focus on digging out the dirt Twenty-seven, millionaire, did it independently Line 'em up and shoot 'em down, I don't care who they sending me Revolver on my nightstand, Bible on the other one Praying that I quit, but you know I swear that I'm never done Fuck your status, I'm sharpening my hatchet Little Revive got all the hits, so, when I drop, they going rabid I'm a cult classic, these people so dramatic They wanna see me fail, I wanna see 'em lie in traffic I keep the nine by the six, dark thoughts still exist Point the gun at all my demons, I know they want me to slip Let it fire, let it rip, send 'em right back to the crypt Step to me, ignore my scythe, gon' have you walkin' like a crip I thought of suicide, but I decided I'd rather take the world with me Get rich, make some fire, yeah, I knew I had it in me Now I wake up every day, it's feelin' good to be alive 30K from my investments, every month, that's on the side I don't dumb it down, dunk 'em when I come around Lately, I've been silent, yeah, 'cause I prefer the underground People chasing fame, it's looking so embarrassing You don't need no crap, boy, get a job and get some therapy Yeah, I did this independent, now my funds what I control Never sold out, not famous, but I conquered all my goals These celebrities so desperate, they would rather sell their soul I thought they made it off of talent, they just licking Diddy's pole