Woah, Kenny Like Frederick Douglass It's time to pick my brain apart Lookin' at the menu Motherfucker, I'm the main part
The patriarch of this Zuu shit Never no Fuu shit Try to sue this We end up on Sun Tzu shit
And you don't want that, buddy, there's no combat Ask Drake to pick you a season for you to come back Everything that Denzel spits, nigga, is all facts I be stickin' to the paper like a thumbtack
Uh, I'm a paid motherfucker, gun tucker I don't trust 'em, I don't love her Little brother, don't make me reach out and touch ya I don't got candy but I'll turn your head to Gushers Sucka
When you see the barrel better pucker Up for the kiss of death when silhouettes rush ya Cold like Russia, six feet under Sprayin' at your crew like a damn crop duster
After dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks
Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks
(Here, shake hands with danger) Raise up Raise the motherfuckin' bar when I blazed up Then I throw a Molotov, I'm a- (Uh), palm
I'm a (Uh), bomb (Any) One that thinkin' that I'm Saddam I'm a period, everything gettin' serious The beat on the lyricist was the eeriest I look at the sky to answer the curious The God and the Devil, they both imperious (Uh)
My birth's an accident, so what is life initially Officially love and lust accompanied by misery So obsessed with company Watchin' how you move, how you walk, where your compass be Even when you move to an island, livin' comfortably
(Drama still follows) Harry Potter clip filled with deadly ass hollows Bangin' out your trunk but it's not a Monte Carlo Here's how it really goes, now open up the car door
Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks
Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks
These niggas wanna take it back- (Shake hands with danger, step right up and say hello) (Grindin' wheels and metal are what made Three-Fingered Joe)