Critical Condition ft. RapBoat

Alright, system live, ay

 

End the prestige, every fiend depending on their greed

Evidently these enemies think they got mega heat, but my shit’s measured in degrees

A professor who thinks a lesson needs to be teached, put seven up with ease

Buy Pepsi for the geeks, yo resonance of grief isn’t relevant to me

All yo bars tossed at me I faithfully claim, jokers keep playing them games

Jesters clown our names and get flamed, but that shit’s just inessential scribbles

It sucks that they’re trapped in the middle, get shrunk, or skedaddle a little

I’m the broadcaster of bitter rapper chatter, sledge cracks and shatters yo asses

No profit from them, they ain’t my backers, yo shit gets crushed inside lyrical compactors

I snap spines like if Yao was a bone cracker, blitz em like a sacker

Nothing they fling stops us from mowin’ em down like a monster tractor

The bullet smuggler, overkill like cooking butter, snipe em and leave em dyin’ like Woody’s mother

Crooks get hunted, got an altered barrel, and I don’t mean a wooden shutter

At the pinnacle, bitches being critical, but all of them critics hoes, I leave em in clinical-

-Ly critical condition, though I’m just using statistics, their shit is so hypocritical

It’s the same shit as throwing Miracle Whip on a chili bowl, pivotal, unpredictale

And a little bit cynical since I been spinnin’ and winnin’ like it’s cylindrical

Got a squad of homies full of creatures too, like Pikachu I’m seeking clues

Sticks and kicks for disrespect, we aim ’em right when you leave the booth

Pam on pans, gloss em up like a heater, y’all deceivers, but I just speak the truth

Don’t play the clown, if guys are waving banners, then you’d probably salute

If this man’s a walking lie detector, then see the proof, sippin’ Henny with juice

Cause it’s a dreadful ass day for you, I’m here to send heretics some pain

Slash jab with the left, scrambling cortexes with the deadliest aim

You still cost less than a Costco dessert, shocked and comically burned

All of the Hertz already hurts, I melt ya, harness a circuit and cross with a surge

Quantams dispersed, reverse spurting particle bursts, opps and cops can get tossed in the dirt

The purge, all ya nominal jerks, got the capacity to pass ya like an obstacle swerved

 

Give ‘em backlash, we get litty, backtrack in this spittin'

You just viewed war in a snippet, packed C-4 near the linens

And when G-force starts to twist, my dogs is bleachin' out they denim

Stuff you prolly never peeped, tag a snitch and never speak

Shave his brows off clean, use almond milk to clear the grease

Aye, this that island bred insanity, softies like you lucky we don’t flip on all humanity

Stamped my place and I’m gettin’ chests, stretch where your wave compress

Throwin' wild 180s like a bet, and we caught him singin’, yeah that goofy on a wire man

Ridin’ down the avenue, got clipped right through his eye wear

Spinnin’ with the gopros, crashin’ in with psychos, tuck it back like it’s protected

If you swingin’, better prep kid, spend that bag ‘fore you regret it

Got some brothers doin’ bids, feel like I’m the ocean, wait, I lied, I’m the wind

The hand that moves the rim, sonning all these learners, laughin’ with they earners

What I’m buildin’s miraculous, leaps the text, mute the phonies cause they hazardous

And they took the floor just to rattle us, blur our tags and get mad as us

All the shots is alright, I, get the goal is ascendancy, still taboo when it comes to this legacy

I never heed ‘em, regardless how common that lame wave get, I ain’t been tarnished

Whiff of played-out rap kids like spearmint to carnage, I’m checkin’ how deep is that logic

Chumps fold too rapidly, newbies making fantasies, OG lappin' ya mutts, put em down as they catchin’ me

Sending youth into filth, posting tall even when your kin collapse in the rain

I figure you aware that the tolls for perfection get insane, that mark ain’t my last frame

To me it’s suspicious, disdain and that ego tied can’t let innocence flourish

They gotta crawl out the cradle geared for life’s end, no reflection there then you shove em off a bend

But when we speak real, that don’t make you greater as a human

You act cause you craving the right to pick who ain’t worth assuming

Whether you accurate or not, you disapprove? they gotta flop

they step near your block, they spit on whatever scraps you got, can’t even catch how wild it rings

Cause you encircle with the lifeless and crumbled things, and forces above got em tugged by a chain

So even while living fair enough, they still hunt for something seeming frail in the frame

 

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