Labor

[Intro: Ckris Mute]

Here's [?]

Gas [?] killer right there

Gas club

[Verse 1: Ckris Mute]

I'm doing the most labor like I been on the plantations

They don't want a bodybag, yo, but I come fly to temptations

Dominate this rap league

See, I'm [?] 'bout 10 [?]

My future about to pinnacle

I stay up contemplating

But I see Satan lurkin', searching for my weakness

As if I will fall victim to your adolescent weak kids

Authentic tag strap want the real homie, peep this

All my flow's gold

Never one to be on cheap shit

Reap shit, delete kids

I'm a whole ravine

Hear 'em scream as I put the game inside a quarantine

I'm tryina' eat, and I'm finna hit a lick on your plate

Watching [?], still reserving like a fish I'll take your bait

I don't even have to flex, I been constructing my rep

I'm a architect at best

If you targetin' my nest then I'm aiming at your chest

Curious for who is next

As I smoke the murder stresses got me in a X nigga

[Bridge: Lil Tracy as Based Dolphin]

Uh

It's Dolphin

Shouts out to my clique

Star Trek

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy as Based Dolphin]

You simple ass rappers, it's complex when I spit

I swear I murder a rapper it's a tech when I spit

I smell a rookie rapper, I'm veteran with the pin

Okay

List your favorite rappers, bet I'm better than them

Since I was 15 my mind been senior

My system never clean and now I smoke weed

You a soldier, I'm a chief so follow my orders

I decree, get your bars up or you won't move forward into that legendary lane, where I lay with a gold crown

Spit circles 'round you niggas

Real smooth, call it flow around

Rappers full of niggas, now it's looking like a ghost town

I feel like I am legend

None 'you rappers in my precession

Second to none

Number 1 in this rap race

You bitch ass rappers [?] the [?] up and [?], but I'm the napkin

Finna make it clean like a new place

I'm living fast, going downhill, I need new brakes