Listen for the Code

Um listen for the Code to the Lane Ugh Uh-ohh Ew

I got the keys

I got the Code

Open to me

Enter my road

I got a new flow

Spitting gumbo

Switching it up

Between hot and the cold

I'm giving you fever

Cause I gotta know

Is the flow sick or do I got a cold

I think I'm just throwed

But never no hoe

It's a dangerous game

When you take me for slow

Can't let the devil fuck

And play with my soul

Can't let that **** have emotion control I save the energy

But I gotta load

Cause you a enemy

And you gotta go

No ain't no friend of me

I'm closing the door Ew

That's the cure for the fake shit

Yall really wanna take shit

Walk around and break shit

Ain't never got no love

But the hate shit

Now want you listen to the POWER Tower

Take about a hour

Ain't no motherfucking

Room for the coward

You can gone and climb to the top

Like Super Mario And find out Muthafucka I'm BOWSER

Lil **** ain't no

Room for the weak

Ima pat you smooth on your cheeks

You gone have Lose on your feet

Yeah you losing to me

Knocking all the

Cool out your teeth

Now you got the

Bruise where you see

Yeah you got a black eye

Swinging like Popeye

My chopper like Brutus

Now You the bad guy

This just like a movie

But your ass still die

Swat your ass one time like a fly

Muthafucka had brought

A fist to a gun fight

Shoulda been taught right

Depending on the Thug Life

Now you got no life

Bullets got no type

Bull got no fight

Now you switching

From the red to the white

Surrender

I'm having me pretender for my dinner

I'm sending out a signal

To the fake ass winners

You finessing out of time

Like some fake ass spinners

Yeah you know you out your mind

Like a spoon thats rental

Now I got food for the loser

When I throw a big party but

The Muthafucka still can't Enter

Now I don't lose

Muthafucka I get retarded

Narcissist recall in my mental

Ain't nothing but the King in my blood

All about supreme with my touch

Fucking the team

You get fucked

When you list for the Code to the Lane

The pineal gland activate in the brain

The upper thalamus

Hears the beat that bangs

The lower thalamus

Breaks it down to a grain, Rain

Bleed out the dopamine

Don't need no coca leaf

Roll up and smoke the weed

And be where you suppose to be

I'm that angel that oversee

I know you don't notice me

You can "Come Talk To Me"

But I'm not no Jodeci

That's the lyric

(Scratch effect) eerik

I be banging on your drums till you hear it

This entertainment

I dome came in

Might not be famous

But the muthafuckin songs

You gone feel it

I hear the beat I kill it

Flip it

Rip it

Stick it

You can tell that I licked it

When I picked it

I made my own ticket

So I got a lil addicted

Got sativa in my lungs

So I'm just a lil frigid

Terrific

The bank got me feeling optimistic cause it's in me

God sent me turning pennies into digits

Now the work I be getting

Taxes be hitting

But the government tripping

They don't want to see a **** winning

Turn it all to a trending

Provoke you choke you and throw you

And turn it to a song

And promote you

If when ain't doing sports

Or singing or rapping

In a educated fashion

They'll be the one to coach you

The same one that sold you

I wish I had a Flux Capacitor

Travel back in time and kidnap a Massa

Stick a water hose I'm his ass

Fill his stomach up

And BLOW UP THE BASTARD

WE CHANGING THE CHAPTER

I might be a artist but I'm not a Rapper

Like Michaelangelo

I'm painting the battle

I ride on the beat just like it's a saddle

I slaughter the beat just like it's a cattle

It don't even matter

You can bring any beat

Barbecue

Burn it all up like some lil meat

Feel me

Make a stripper booty pop a willy

Really

This an appetizers like at Chili's

I drop shit every week

Like a **** better be

I'm trying to get ahead of me

So you can see a better me

So you can really see me

I'm sticking with consistency

No defeat

Let's eat yeah

And put that shit on repeat