Ink-Stained Rebellion

yo check it crazy im off a medical somebody get a med-a-call head to a funeral

do or don't get loose on an instrumental I hit the kid with a sentimental with fitness

the kids are on my mental incisions I'm in it to win this me and Rick in dimensions

going all in with ripping the feeling off my meal and then get a ten figures on business

sickness the system with precision in the mist of the grind like I'm a dentist

living the vision like a pendulum

swinging from the ceiling I'm ascending

got the rhythm like a heartbeat

that's never been mending got the flow

that's never been bending spinning like a top,

the cops can't catch me in the corner like I'm blending

rental cars is where I'm living and sitting on thoughts

and then lost it and the mighty prophet and offing them

sorry I'm pretty psychotic robbing them off their profit

to heck with stress and the coughing

Black Thought is killing it often

and mess with D and your coffins

is ready to be deported to my expectations

the I'm rap game I love be patient with my homies with this statement

I know your are hearing this I'm one the lyricists steering the appearance

the rap games appealing I'm loving I'm healing the haters are my children

spitting fire like a dragon in the building that's my religion