Anticipated

days numbered, your clock stopped ticking

corpse so stiff, rigor mortis kicked in

you wanted thunder? heres the lightning first

strike so sharp, it split the earth in thirds

talk light, bitch, you aint even a flicker

candle in the wind, poof, gone quicker

me vs. you? thats a mismatch, a slaughter

you the lab rat, im the fucking mad doctor

 

Ls get passed out like sample packs

you took so many, now your spine collapse

black out, you just flatlined

last words? "how the fuck he rhyme like that?"

thirsty for clout but your well is dry

sippin' on dust, choke, cough, die

sus shit you said? nah, thats your legacy

a footnote in the book of "who the fuck is he?"

 

Ironys a bitch, you begged for war

now your whole squad leakin' out the floor

uppercuts, im droppin' hammers

leave your jaw shattered, wired like a scammer

booth talk, nigga, you aint built for it

spit weak shit, call it baby food diet

truce? nah, this aint negotiable

I dont make peace with the inconsequential

 

body bags stack like amazon shipments

spin back, bitch, im just reloadin' clips

comic-con ass niggas you a whole cosplayer

dress up tough, still a fucking escapee

bogeyman, im the whole nightmare

you wake up screamin' im still right there

seven days, you didnt last one

first round KO, call it "fast blood"

 

pacquiao, this a death sentence

punchlines hit like a fucking grenade spit

black & mild, you the ashtray filler

burn slow, choke, then disappear

bird talk, pluck the feathers out

leave you naked, beak cracked, no doubt

gladiator this a coliseum

you the lions meal, fuck is you screamin'?

 

days numbered as i said bitch, your expirations penciled in

rain or blood, either way, this shit drizzle when

the talk turn to talkin' like vision impaired, okay

question is, me vs. you or you vs. grave?

either way, Ls stack like bodies in a trench

lights out, soul snuffed, now this bitch stench

swervin' in my lane, homie, meet the divider

lightweight, bitch, I aint even tried ya

 

stage, nigga, morgue slab got more presence

thirst for attention, go suck a dick on label set

say ima get on your ass, you'd prolly nut

smoke you niggas in the blunt, call this trash lug