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[Intro: Gina Savage]

Weh di bloodclaat do yuh? Siddung, siddung!

I've never been afraid to put on, have I?

It's Scarlxrd, duh

Ah, a long time ago, almost forty years, it is now

I hired a man to do my worrying for me

Siddung, siddung!

[Verse: Scarlxrd]

Hating from afar, that won't get you far

We go way too large, yeah, I don't wanna start

You been on my back, bitch, I don't give a fuck, uh

I don't give a fuck, uh, I don't—, ayy

Lesson, ask me 'bout a lesson (Play it, play it!)

I don't do no stressing, baby, why you stressing?

Maybe check your lenses, bitch, you didn't get the message

Maybe check your lenses, bitch, you didn't get the message

Yeah, am I different?

I've been in this hole now for a minute

Shit been way too cold, it got me distant

Always see me here but I don't listen

When you see me show respect and squint your fucking eyes

S-C-A-R-L-X-R-D, all he do is shine

I still don't wear chains for ice, for eyes gon' make you blind

On a different wave, I'll drown you in my fucking tide, ok

Vocal rest from screaming in the void

You thought that was louder but to me it made no noise

Operation: "Getting power, never worried 'bout you boys"

Never tripping over cowards, let 'em test me, get destroyed

Back on bullshit, ain't no point in playing coy

Back to fucking spitting like a nigga unemployed

They turned their back on me, my name Taka, that's the point

Laughing while they listen to my sounds and get annoyed

All these fucking incidentals, I don't ride around in rentals

Generation talent, skip it, all your shit be sounding sterile

Give a fuck if they don't listen, spitting facts is fundamental

Tracks for tracks, it's getting touched, I'm 'bout to bury instrumentals

You too worried 'bout the love, you let yourself get sentimental

They say, "Scar? He out of touch", but really I'm just temperamental

Nigga, call my fucking bluff, I hit they line at your temple

King Scar, what? Growing exponential

If you feel the room is spinning, stand up

Seven summers, never messed up

Hate me all you want, I never bluff

In other words, enough to make you burn

Ah, hold your phone, I can not give a fuck

I'll always do enough to make it work

You hear this shit especially from my lungs

Feel the room is spinning, stand up