Lyrics

Let me make it clear
I ain't like'em lodu rappers
Tryna act they're feared
Tryna act they run the street you run the street? okay!
Am done being city rapper wrapped in all this shitty phase
I'll chop your pretty face and then start moppin with it ay!
A lot of part of art has been like artist in his grave
And I've been feeling nauseous and darkest in me days
Can't stop it am unstoppable am popping every where
Like Draken Baji Mikey Mob and Tyli got me say
What the fuck that you want
Shut the fuck if you aren't
Blood or tough you a cunt
And a slunk so do not
Try to flex or to flaunt
Am a ghost imma haunt
Leave you bleedin make pond
Of your blood and am gone
It is bitter if you taste
You just Slither like a snake
By the river by the lake
I'll be sittin like a saint
So you can bring it right at me
And I just
Do not understand how all these fuckers in this game like
Mortifying rap they do not understand pain like
Me I've been through hell and back already I can say i
Pull my feet out and then put it back like a cassette
Put your head in microwave
Fuckin Willy ya disgrace
It always fuckin aches
If this is what it takes
I'mma give my best and leave the rest to God I pray
Every blood and sweat i shed will pay me back someday
Life has been a circus runnin circles I know shades
Of blue and grey and fuckin tricky 50 shades of ace
Now I feel like an army when I walk it's a parade
So don't be actin cocky you look dumber than charades
When I spit all these bullets they'll rip you like a blade
What am I nothin trouble ducking motherfuckin
I feel like an army when I walk it's a parade
So don't be actin cocky you look dumber than charades
When I spit all these bullets they'll rip you like a blade
Who am I nothin trouble ducking motherfuckin
Ace
Motherfuckin Ace
Motherfuckin Ace
Aah
Yeah
Fuck it
4 double O N
Back baby
Written by: Yogesh Purohit
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