New KanShay West

[Intro: brandUn DeShay]

Yeah

Had to bring a friend along with me on this one

Merciless, everybody

And of course, I'm DeShay

Gonna kick it off first

[Verse 1: brandUn DeShay]

I'm so down like I'm supposed to be, down like I'm down on my knees

Hold the rosary, [?] stay close to me

Know I got a long road ahead of me

Go ahead, do your worst, it's only gonna better me

Got a girl head between my legs like a pedigree

It's easy just to let her leave, all I need is 88 keys just to breathe

But that is not an option

So while these rappers have their notepads and they're jotting

I'm bringing steady jogging, remembering the worst days

Lonely-ass birthdays, everybody want to see tomorrow like it's Thursday

I heard they was looking for a savior

I'm Jesus with a little bit of gold and a pager

We know that we major whole different stage, this is stadium status

Still can't believe they laughed at us

And now they laugh with us

And they ass-backwards

You know I'm that nigga

Nigga

[Verse 2: Merciless]

I'm the last hope, so I guess I am well

The Obama of this shit, I hope I prevail

But only time can tell

My destiny's in the stars like Orion's Belt

But these ain't even my songs, though, I just help

When I lay my pen down, it write itself

And every time I record, the mic just melts

This is the realest thing that I've ever felt

Yo, the music is inside me

Said come with me, just stay by me

So she played Whitney and I played Bobby

We painted the city red like a brand new Ferrari

So I got her to thank for all of this

A closet full of kicks and a fucking Maserati, bitch

This is absolute bliss

But sometimes, I'd like to sit down and reminisce

But remember when I was young, hit the wishing wells?

Wishing well, I hope that I get rich and well

Now I got more bars than a prison cell

And I get to see the world like killer whales

This is awesome

And running L.A. is so exhausting

You don't get it, then forget it, my lines is exquisite

No ribbon on my box here, boy I'm just gifted

Flow like O.J. Simpson, B-side kill it

Get on the track and just rip it

Like your cheap rubber, some tired-ass jeans

I'm the sickest nigga ever, there's no vaccine

I spit flames, my saliva is gasoline

So fucking hot that I carry a canteen

Yo, so would I care about a pro-hater?

Stay on my grind like Tony Hawk, pro skater

We're so out of this world like a space laser

We're senior students, we fucking major

Yeah, we fucking major