Chain of Command
• Written by Peezus
Never searching back
Search the barren wilderness like he Mad Max
Always knew the jealous ones could envy
Such a loss ship his thoughts right into a frenzy
Chains round his neck include the ashes of his former boss
Its the nigga with the steel claws
The photo paused
A information file, approximately zombie apocalypse
Was interrupted on some nonsense
Earlier than he contacted it, his weekly show
Mountains of hash at the table
Watching stolen cable
Third-ground public housing
You can trap double-zero lounging
I do not spare melons, so at the snare I'm tearing your cerebellum
I recognise in which you felling, however I do not care and telling
Y'all hit the mainstream to trap air time, something like parasailing
I recognise those strains up excessive above your head propelling
To drop a jewel on whoever the weakest hyperlink to your chain of command
In this time I'm containing the plan
So I sense like I defy the laws of physics
Haven't been down seeing that I got here up
On that uncooked exquisite
As a deceased ghost, and here is an accelerated dose
Huge, because the Brooklyn creator from the East Coast
I should not be taken lighter than that welterweight department choice whilst reserving opponents
Just suggests you ways my future's searching brighter
And in case you had been to peer how a lot it grosses out, you may hurl
I will for all time write thorough
And then put on the loop like bracelets
That's the basics
I run the tune through lacing the strings and the bass kicks
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Peezus
Member since January 28 2026