Never Gotta Hide

[Intro] Fear is only as deep as the mind allows Everything you want is on the other side of fear The only thing in life to fear is fear itself [Hook: Playz] It's a natural habit that I'ma bring the pain I ain't never seen you niggas in the city that you claim Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Got the Nytro gang Chop 'em to the left with the remains We ain't ever gotta hide You a neighborhood troll and even though we on the road And you know where I'm 'bout to go I ain't ever seen you motherfuckers pull up at the show Nigga you be pillow-talking hoes Bitch, I'm outside [Verse 1: Twisted Insane] On a full moon Make a drink up out your homie but it's too soon I ain't hard to find a poster nigga to groom Standing in the corner with the homie Actin' like he never do shrooms The 40 bottle in the doom loom They wanna go I let 'em know to get lit Put a bullet in they face and erase them Take 'em and make 'em and grit 'em into bacon What you facing is more than murderous sick Put a body in the whip But a bad teen, running from bad dreams Motherfuckers acting like they won't get hit with fat creams I'm rolling with a strapped team You told your people that you with it but I could tell you was acting And I ain't with no bullshit, I ride up on 'em solo dolo with a full clip I laugh and post em top of nigga with the cool whip This shit was hella easy blood I'm talking ruthless, ooh shit I ain't ever gotta hide if anybody want me come get me Ringed up with a backpack and fat strap in my dickies They didn't really want the big gun that big 1450 I'm giving nigga venom, I ain't giving niggas pity I'm faded off the Henny, lifeline Packing up and I be rolling through the nighttime They tell me keep it rational and not to go let But who the fuck said I was in my right mind You motherfuckers watching Lifetime I'm not just talking bitch, I'm walking with the Brainsick And I'm waking the hell off before my thang spit It ain't no running I be at the window gunning Leave your brain split And everybody die, hanging them out to dry Hit 'em with the millimeters on sight And nobody crash, I'm with the devil dancing feeling like Manson Blessing two bitches at night Bitch I'm outside [Verse 2: Fury Figeroa] I ain't ever hiding from a sucka motherfucker If you want me come get me, I will face you with some thunder My anger for a hater when I feel my life's in danger Never take out a cater, stay in my rollerblader I'll down a thump but fuck the chuck up the nuts It's nothing to pump thrust my fist through the guts, uppercut So they lungs bust nose full of white stuff to fight me I might be the clear seller phase So no presence of evil it's preservation life I put hollows in my 40 before you think to take your mind Before you're slipping thinking twice I'm dipping with the knife Its a ninja meant predicament a similar with the slice And I don't really think about the consequences either I'm a nice motherfucker but don't put up with nothing either I'm just way too private to get caught up in the bullshit But if I do you earned it, no verbal specific confrontation Preemptive incentive, no sentiment severance Ever it's never with reverence, etiquette leverage I make embarrassments perish from souls I just hold it and stare at it Can't think about it that deep, think it takes the backseat Reaction takes the wheel when its real on the backstreet Or public like fuck it I'm mashing those trees I dive in face first like it's assets and beavs Feeding my depleted defeated enormous quench I'm beating up on this heat with the elastic euphoric breath Demons still be speaking in speech preaching death In your ear when you hear it smear like creeping stench That's some weaving in your head against your better judgment Assuming that you fucked up in front of your bitch in the public And I ain't even running from the scene with a burner I just pull up my hoodie, dip a foot and get a burger [Hook: Playz] It's a natural habit that I'ma bring the pain I ain't never seen you niggas in the city that you claim Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Got the Nytro gang Chop 'em to the left with the remains We ain't ever gotta hide You a neighborhood troll and even though we on the road And you know where I'm 'bout to go I ain't ever seen you motherfuckers pull up at the show Nigga you be pillow-talking hoes Bitch, I'm outside [Bridge: Playz] I'm quick to catch a slipping if they out a pocket I keep a solid got you tripping but you can't knock it The figurerer when I flip it on the road when I cop it And it was all for the profit, we ain't ever gotta hide They love me when I shined on the block But where them suckas at when I climbed to the top If you hating on me now, want the grinder to stop Then nigga you can slide to the spot Bitch, I'm outside [Verse 4: Creeper] [?] when you know that I creep, an OG Defeatin' my enemies are meeting and are starting a beef And I don't even need a reason, I'm a thief And I'm bringing the heat, the cold freezing A heathen ahead of my team and it sound like cream Dropping jaws like a demon with a legion, heavy breathing I follow my dreams and mean things with red beams And bitches always drinking my semen So don't compare me to people I'm better than Gonna keep rapping until the earth the label veteran Gonna send a gang gonna keep offending them and ending them Rappers nowadays not considered competitive Or a predator hunter in the game not the regular Pushing major wages for fame that's a peddler Goddamn look at white boy delivering backhands of that man And never go ghost running from Pac-Man to pulling out my Glock And aiming at that man, pouring from the block Got the grouch in the trash bag but if I got the guap He be doing the backstab I'm the fucking type of guy no one should laugh at Pulling apparatus on the street and pick passback And medical insurance bitch, I'm already past that Driving the matchstick, put the cash in the backpack And burning the bridge, pay the toll and get fast-tracked I'm the type of guy that's never hiding at night Because I'm always packing the heat and bringing a knife to a fight Because I'm ready to die and with my trident I'ma tie it and I fight like a cross between lion and a lycan I'm an icon walking through the darkness with the light on The only color that I see is life from the krylon And my songs leave you choking on the Tide Pod Listen to my songs and my verses like I'm gone [Verse 5: King ISO] I ain't never had an army I run with them killas if them niggas wanna play wrong Standing on the corner with a fully automatic Said my 40s pager beeping on my payphone Yeah, I'm really thugging It do not mean nothing If they tripping on me then they way gone Niggas acting hard but they venereal and make songs Like a stolen car stereo I leave they face gone Better call state farm, blowing up on niggas like a napalm Pulling up on they lawn with case drawn They gone turn me into a convict like Akon Thinking that they fucking with me, facepalm Diss me on a record, pull up on 'em like "Great song!" With a HK drum like "Did it take long?" Just for you to see your fate moving you like real estate Now put 'em in the trunk and whip away with the bass on They got me heated, flame on, rolling up then pull up with the 40 Busting out the ice cream truck like I was faze on Niggas think they tough 'cause they got some brand new Js on Turn into a zombie when I leave your fuckin' days gone Like I'm shooting you biceps, nigga, I spray arms Leave you in way's harm, I mean harm's way, what are they on Play hard but they be softer than one of Drake's songs How you mumble, throw 'em off of the roof with a cape on (ah!) Yeah, I just killed Batman Been fucking Selina Kyle but still need a cat scan You never struggled to have to eat a meal out trash cans Like sellin' dope I pull up on your grandma and crack grams Say I'm wack but everything slap like back hands That's like an obese bitch giving a lap dance Cute white bitches be like "Damn that black man" Call the feds and everybody pulling in black vans [Hook: Playz] It's a natural habit that I'ma bring the pain I ain't never seen you niggas in the city that you claim Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Got the Nytro gang Chop 'em to the left with the remains We ain't ever gotta hide You a neighborhood troll and even though we on the road And you know where I'm 'bout to go I ain't ever seen you motherfuckers pull up at the show Nigga you be pillow-talking hoes Bitch, I'm outside [Bridge: Playz] I'm quick to catch a slipping if they out a pocket I keep a solid got you tripping but you can't knock it The figurerer when I flip it on the road when I cop it And it was all for the profit, we ain't ever gotta hide They love me when I shined on the block But where them suckas at when I climbed to the top If you hating on me now, want the grinder to stop Then nigga you can slide to the spot Bitch, I'm outside [Outro: Playz] Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Bitch, I'm outside Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain We ain't gotta hide Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain Bitch, I'm outside