Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again
I'd rather sully my name, then to keep dulling the game
Alien dna in my veins and delivery.
In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see
I got rap in my veins, blood in my eyes, tears down my cheek
Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street
Say my name up the #stairs, i'm hear to tell a #story,
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman
When you hear my rhymes flowing with eloquence
Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things
Its slain, got hatred in my veins
One verse is all it takes
Considering you run whenever you hear my name
Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame
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