Upfront, bars when the beat bump
Killer on the loose, yeah it's murder when the receipts come
Pay them bills, yeah nothing out here for free son
Pay the price if you want the ice through your seasons
Winter is coming, I'm running straight at the throne
I know that they see me coming 'cause they rattled to the bone
Bone crusher
Late night puffer
I don't even dance but still got the moves like I was Usher, uh
A changed man, from Temujin into Genghis
History repeats, yeah these cycles stay endless
Used to ride cycles after hopping over fences
Now it's motorcycles bar hopping where my friends is
Later ride first class, hopping out of Benz's
That's past, present, future, how I see it through my lenses
The world broke you down huh, I'm not trying to mend this
Embrace your chaos, let it seep into your senses
Sight, smell, touch, sound, taste all blended
Five-finger death punch leave lives ended
Fuck, what's trending, don't need it, I trim this
I don't leave evidence, smooth like burnt fingers
Smooth like
No hair, no chemo
Haters going to call 911 like Reno
Round here it's 100 for the squeals
That's the pigs
They come round waving sticks when the boys doing gigs
That's just how it is, but I promise we going to change that
Artists in my land catalysts fuck a format
Watch who stepping up and who laying down dormant
Tired of being stepped on like a fucking doormat
Can't ignore that force you feel
Endorse a deal with a young southern boy for real
From the subcontinent of 1.3 bill
Where I trail blaze daily play point, Dame Lil
Shooting from the logo
Women in my city skin color like the cocoa
Chocolate committees ain't no justice in a photo
You don't know what you been missing till you party with us for sure
But what you partying for?
We got issues in our nation cause there's parties at war
When our leaders aren't leading at the heart and core
And they tamper with evidence when you gone file a report
They try and dig their nails in me, but I'm filing them short
They try and dig my grave for me, but I fight as a corpse
You try and blame your failures on every action but yours
I try and turn the tables with every action I do
And if you 'bout that action, then I'm backing you 'til we die
Kill the teachers and their pupils look them dead in the eyes
I'm looking death in the eyes, and to the reaper I smiled
'Cause what's the point in fearing death if you ain't livin' my guy
If you ain't livin' my guy
What's the point in fearing death if you ain't livin' my guy
Shout out to Coltby the calamity
Bringing that heat
Of course
From the city of bangaloodo
Can't nobody do it, how the fuck did we do
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From them five-six do it like this like ooohhh, yeah
Mmmm, pasty