Killing these rappers, they staring to stink
Need me a leash, Iam a beast
Style make me walk funny, too much on me
Ain't found a bitch that could something for me
November soldier, heart winter solstice
OD on dopeness, we are the chosen
All my verses deserve sound clips
Its like the devil stay around here
Don't know when they are around here
Bodies in the back, bone still attached
Damn the killers relapsed, all my niggas run laps
You were warned when it was warm
Ever met a quiet storm, you ain't been where i was born
I was found in rare form, rare air like Mike Jordan
Rare moves like Mike Jack, might need my mic back
Made statements and stats, y'all just worried bout stacks
All my verses deserve sound clips
Its like the devil stay around here
Don't know when they are around here
I really mean it, I really mean it
I got some, shit in the tuck, make you tuck ya career
Give me a light and a beer, I can spark a idea
Black Zack Morris but no bae on my side
We to the max with these, from pain you cannot hide
New wave, so check the tide
Tithes paid, but can't save lives
Still in my infancy but what I've birthed earned me currency
Currently, I'm worth my weight in this current sea
So the more they go against the current the more its hurting we
I can no longer argue with eve, I think
We can just rejoice over this tree, I mean
You was the apple of my eye
Lies are jokes in desguise
She want a piece of pie but the price is too high
All my verses deserve sound clips
I heard that you not from around here
We no trust no outta towners
All my verses deserve sound clips
Its like the devil stay around here
Don't know when they are around here
Yea I'm roaming in the darkness with a target on my back
Now I'm heartless and a marksmen with some things that prove its facts
People put me in a margin, Im emerging with that Zap
Stranger in a circus, call it solo
Young Ramsey in the booth
Put Knight in the stu, thats my domain
You dont wanna lettuce get the bread, hold the romaine
Fuck the feds tryna box me in, and all of my homies
Fuck the government on my brotha, man they might control us
Keep my eyes wide open, but my doors all shut
Never heard from a poet with this much guts
I really mean, I really mean, I really mean it
Peep my definition, keep my tunnel vision
If I shoot its with precision my shooters at a distance
The truth is that I'm itching for ways to strike with vengance
Make my day, I'd get to rippin
Rip the vail, straight off Woodville
Im a alchemist so all my fails were meant to happen
Practice make a saulten of soul, I hear its magic
Infatuate with all of my flows, Im making classics
While on acid, dripping walls
Got the ceiling looking plastic
While my wallet looking massive
Modern manifesto, Momma aint make the pesto
Daddy ain't pack the pistol, guess Lani aint gotta settle
Gotta blast, get the fuck out my face
A whole lot of shit on my brain
Guess it only adds fuel to the fire
Diminishing energy, word to my memory, word to infinity, ain't no avenging me
All on my ass like a centipede
Fuck around be the new remedy
All on my ass like a centipede
Fuck around be the new remedy
All my verses deserve sound clips
Its like the devil stay around here
Don't know when they are around here