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(Lyrics)
Wickedly whacking a woman's windpipe, I been hype
Coke and addies got me up for ten nights, ain't been right
Hindsight is 40/40, homie got that double vision
Double fistin solo cup, cause alcohol is now the mission
Back in high school, I was a coward
Now I'm like America, dominant superpower
I'mma take over this planet, 1 city at a time
And if you think this shit is good, just wait until I hit my prime
I'm in beast mode, and I ain't even use a cheat code
Ridin with the homie in the Beamer, got the seat low
God-like flow, but you can tell me that the shits whack
But guaranteed you'll hear it in a month on a Drake track
Start shit, that's what I do best
Mutilate the competition, let my homies get the rest
Work hard, and I don't stress
Cause I got that marijuana odor fillin up my chest
Blunt, after blunt, after blunt, after blunt
I'm losing my mind, and I dont give a fuck
I'm stuck in a loop, I just wanna go home
But I ain't left the couch, I been smokin a cone
Lost in the world, because I'm just a misfit
No reason to bicker, no need for a bitchfit
I'm just gaining energy, hope you can feel it
Cause when I attack, I know I'm gonna kill it
Like I'm mother fucking Predator, lyrical savage
Every time I hit a track, I'm known to pillage and ravage
Better go and check your mail, cause I put anthrax in the package
Bitch, I'll cut your fucking heart out, and I'll keep it just to have it
I'm the Joker in this dark night
But this time it's mass murder, then I'm gon' be outta sight
The industry ain't ready for this smoker
Cause I gotta bag of tricks, and ain't nobody gonna yoke the joker
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap