[Verse]
Feeling like I'll prolly never leave'em
With a what now?! They nominating
I'm back annihilating and waiting on a rapper
Jump in you better tell'em back down
Been around bound to snatch mine and
Grow figures, hate?! Save face sitting so bitter
I was working before dinner, allure of fore winners
Sticking the rap game yeah I'm all in her
Money coming money got to go, money running
After money that seem to got his soul
Ain't it funny how niggaz laughing in passion
I'm passing in all sweat ain't one of us had a common goal
Now I got a permanent cold behold all that I lay forth's
Equivalent reminiscent to Mich in a playing court
In a morgue, is where I see fitting
I'm getting it G willing, pop another cork
Locally they want a player in the slum though
Luckily I march to my own drum roll
Vocally I'm sitting by a Mufasa
Fly nigga ain't nun but a Dumbo
Two time winner one for the baddie
Releasing a young kings endorphin's
Dos dealing with a hell of a tally
Better set a plan up in motion
All that I been on still ain't enough, all sweat
I'm eyeing the bull point and hitting the target
Could of been first on a quarter pick
'stead I chose get dough like four to six
Now, ain't nun that's better than grinding
Had a dream went four times diamond
One time for the killers in the max hold
Two times for the dealers on the island
All that you spitting then fall back
This uncut in other double-u it's all crack, back
Blacker than decker the fact that I could do better
Is appalling, yell a call I'm attacking a sector
To disinte(grate) finna dinner any of you alleged
Winners aback, crawl flat or abide by the tenure
Better him and her interested in cinema identifying
The part, you're walking in a sinister ark
I deliver in the dark riveting art left shivering
Belligerent I could park it or I could leave it rolling
Matter of fact keep it going it's snowing, but
Name another who colder see what I'm showing'll
Make'em all a believer' whether def, dope, dumb, blind
One's find'll make'em all of'em follow leader
This ether without a target' never should they have sparked it
Gon and throw'em in a box like a comment, what?!
credits
released April 1, 2014
Written by ElonSkee
Production by Mr. Kooman
Recorded, Arranged & Mixed by ElonSkee
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