I told y′all niggas like twice before
I'm icy cold, I′m something like a icicle
My psyche flows like water, I'm slightly out of orderI oughta pick up my phone, cuz it might be doe
Got a call from this chick live on Brightseat Road
She want to chill, steady asking "Do you like me?" NO
I gives a fuck bout a wifey, I pipe these hoes
Sit back roll up a sack and light the dro
Got the game tightly sewn from dimes to quarters
When I pull out my phone, you would think it's a tricorder
I don′t play with you ballers or injured reserve
Come off the bench blocking my shot, y′all get on my nerves
I swerve over any beat you can serve like drunk drivers
Smash the passengers up and leave no survivors
I came back in this game to make y'all retire
Now put your hands over the stove, this is fire
I′m tired of telling you nerdy kids I'm very pissed
This will break your iPhone if it only holds 30 gigs
Please be courteous when you download The Travesty
Or I′ll turn to Michael Jackson holding babies off balconies
Look at my jewelry change like I'm studying alchemy
Niggas must be off the X if they think they can Malcolm me
In the middle of your girl, she bring it back like a boomerang
Sucking her, fucking her, bust in her just like a shooting range
Gotta be the sickest on the mic without syphilis
Got niggas spitting mucus when they mention it
Your chick is insignificant if mines come to visit
She walk through exquisite tall and thick like a midget
Facts, spit fire like Dracarus
Bend a knee, bitch or get burnt like the others
I ain′t got no love for you niggas, we ain't brothers
So don't be looking for no dap if wisdom ain′t your mother
Cuz I don′t do handouts
Keep my cock out for silly hoes running they mouth
I'm just looking out, give them something to talk about
Cuz if it ain′t my dick, then what you talkin about, preach
I get my point across with no speech
I stay in touch with outreach
Through angles, distance and proper technique
Your heels can't handle the walk of defeat
I′m dangerous as premeditated
I calculated reformulated than infiltrated
It's crime-related, I murdered the scene, I left forensics
That gutter shit that be traveling down a verse appendix
I′m defecating my Revelations to populations
My compilations vocabulary abominations
There's no relation my demonstration's imperial
I′m Son of Samming you niggas, my thoughts are serial
I′m coexisting with ammunition, you're forced to listen
I′m so persistent, I'm flowing, I make my own tradition
The culmination, my simulation is documented
The fulmination with bodies lying, they′re all fermemnted
I keep on bringing it, never stopping, I'm banging out
No mumble rap but I′m traveling down to other route
I keep attacking 'em backing 'em, it′s miraculous
On the atlas I′m thrashing, there ain't no matching this
