[Verse 1:]
Diamond cuts, not on my watch
Got pressure in mind, eyes stuck on sharp
Rise from the fire, burnt down too much
Had to take a step back and revise just what I want
Punks wanna push button, but, thumbs on clock, put em overboard while Cock of Walk
Shouldn't try what you can't succumb
Conscience lost in fog, am I gone or what?
Nah, theres just far too much left in stock, revolvin round chamber; almost toppin' gun
[Verse 2:]
Knottin interests me, less' it bangs to the drum
Pattern that up, rappin phonics like baby mamas
Give me a beat and that's an Easy Bake, make the greatest song you've ever rocked, yeah
Axеl Rose, those plants are nothin'
Slash thе thorns, lend a hand or glove it
Corona's passed, but, fam, don't touch me
Shield up, am tough to please
(less pussy exposed or she's down on knees)
Battlin' for the crown, ask her pal how I---
That's enough, bow to King, boutta be another Primadonna
Enemy heart beatin' hardly, feelin' nada since deletin' YT as a child
But, now I'm ready to drop these bombs on all the heads of all these flockin' motherfuckers
Shoot your shot, punk, am not duckin
[Interlude:]
Okay, mate, bud, bro
That's a pathetic attempt at terrorin' when ye look like-
And ye-
We both know you're gettin no-
Enemy in jealousy, nevermore, 'friendship' so-so
[Verse 3:]
Although, you was always the enemy
From the get go, saw ye narcissistic tendencies
"Look me in the eyes" I repeat to him while endin' thee
Like he said to me on entrance, didn't get the fee (in fact)
Let me get a damn bag, you're too fucked for a pleasant view
Put a carin' face on the front' cus' we know that ain't you
Never gave a fuck, Sociopath on the hunt like that roided up, sack of rocks, manwhore cunt on a power trip tryna' slip you up
Can't let him fuckin' live, that's askin' far too much
Takes an actual ounce of empathy to do that
The type to kick it back after you wrap the noose round'
(nah)
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