Back from the Dead

I'm about to really preach to y'all, y'all feel me, y'all gon have to listen up to this one

Let me talk my shit

Kick doors with big fours and two nines

Spit dope, I know they hooked off a few lines

Get em, missin', talk wigs, splittin' in day time

Four **** with big drakes and canines, nah

Four **** with big chops, k's and nines

All they see is red and I ain't talkin' bout valet lines

Should probably call me axe, cause you know I'ma spray mine

Bringin' out them tonkas if a **** think it's playtime

Big scopes and blue beams, I don't miss mine

Dumb drum, hunnid rounds and it rip spines

Talk to the feds, then fuck it, it might rip swine

You tuck your strap at night, I stay clutchin' and kiss mine

Dropped cheese on the wrist, I call it swiss time

Don't get popped, ya ****

You know it's quiz time

I need some vitamins with the way I spit sick rhymes

Throw a Hail Mary if they really tryna blitz mine

Blitz mine, bitch, you better send a blitzkrieg

Big dawg, I'm a purebred, you a mixed breed

Click, click, I'ma pull the trigger till the clip, bleed, oops

I mean, I'ma pull this bitch until it's empty

Miss me, have em seeing stars like it's Disney

Stay catchin' the money, yeah, I treat it like a frisbee

Shout out Colin Kaepernick, I had to take a quick knee

You gon' need a couple surgeons

If you tryna fix me

Grind hard, so when I'm gone, they gon' miss me

Keep a couple watches I don't never let my wrist breathe

Way I grace the track, don't it sound like a symphony

Green light, never stoppin', kill the beat, simply

Layin' bars like Mason, so I had to do it gently

When you hear two times, you know it's a frenzy

Drinkin' for the pain so I'm in the booth, tipsy

Young **** hustlin', tryna get my mama Bentley

Had to keep attackin so I couldn't let the beat breathe

Yeah, I ate the intro, now I drink the verse like sweet tea

Pent up rage aggression, so I had to let the beast free

Young **** flossin' no, I couldn't let my teeth bleed

And you know I'ma keep on spittin' till my last breath

Cause I'm callin' everything like a bad ref

Had to clean the kitchen from the mess just like the last chef

Uncle always used to tell me, focus on that bag nef

But fuck that call me sarge, I'm finna drill, ****

When I drop this, you gon' think I really kill, ****

Crazy thing is, since a youngin', I done killed, ****

Talkin' out his neck I get em beat just like a field ****

Wanna see us in them chains, let's show him how we feel

Fuck puttin' on my hands, bitch, I'm puttin' up the steel

Cause they been killin' us ever since we was lil' ****

But, I'm a king, and I'm just lookin' for the hills ****

Now my blunt's bigger, the check's bigger, the room's nicer

Blue faces in suitcases, the view's higher

Head strong, vision long, my future brighter

Knocked down but still rise a hard fighter

Lookin' for a way out, I just want the limelight

Make sure my lines right, my flow sharp and rhymes tight

I'm a Great Dane , you ain't nothin but a small bite

Grindin' all night, till the early crack of dawn light

This ain't a comeback, this a warning to the competition

I will never show no mercy to the opposition

Tried to copy, but forgot to check the composition

Only thing I ever learned was trust my intuition

**** plottin' on your spot, the money got em switchin'

When you sittin' at the top they just want your position

They can't get it, gotta take em out with fine precision

Cause it just don't add up, like they only know division

But we don't die, we chasin

Bread, and then we multiply

Fightin' demons in the booth, it's like a fuckin' poltergeist

Resurrected through these beats, bitch, I can't never die

Cause I done met with death and ****, I cannot ever lie

Lost so many brothers to the streets that I can't ever cry

Tried to clip my wings, cause they really ain't wanna see me fly

Like the sun, I keep on shinin', ****, catch me in the sky

Bitch, I feel immortal, ****, I don't think I'll ever die

Had to keep attackin', so I couldn't let the beat breathe

Yeah, I ate the intro now I drink the verse like sweet tea

Pent up rage aggression, so I had to let the beast free

Young **** flossin', no, I couldn't let my teeth bleed

And you know I'ma keep

On spittin' till my last breath

Cause I'm callin' everything like a bad ref

Had to clean the kitchen from the mess just like the last shelf

Uncle used to always tell me focus on that bag nef

Kick doors with big fours and two nines

Spit dope, I know they hooked

Off a few lines

Get em' missin', talk wigs, splittin' in daytime

Four **** with big drakes and canines

Blitz mine, bitch, you better send a blitzkrieg

Big dog, I'ma purebred, you a mixed breed

Click, click, I'ma pull the trigger till the clip bleed

Oops, I mean, I'ma squeeze this bitch until it's empty

But fuck that, call me Sarge, I'm finna drill, ****

When I drop this, you gon' think I really kill, ****

Crazy thing is since a youngin', I done killed, ****

Talkin' out his neck, I get em' beat just like a field ****

Now my blunt's bigger, the check's bigger, the room's nicer

Blue faces in suitcases, the view's higher

Head strong, vision long, my future brighter

Knock down, but still rise, a hard fighter

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