What’s the drilly, know what it will be
Dirt instilled in me, said I was filthy
My face is guilty, get the chair to kill me
Electrocute, sedatives was fed a few
If I’m dead soon, my ghost in the next room
Firing squad, I’m lead proof
Could shoot thru the vest too
I’m from the caliber of best troops
Better invest soon, quadruple the funds
Get a life, choose one

Yea I knew about guns, it don’t matter today
When I decapitate
Toss ya head in the microwave
I’m slightly enraged, think they on Mike’s wave
They songs was made in a microwave

Leftovers, stab em and I’m dead sober
You needed drugs for the kill
You ain’t a thug forreal, get ya blood spilled
Fuck how you feel... That’s real

Be on your A game when blazin these lames
They couldn’t shake the flames
No survivors chased away
The day to day, till nightfall
The sun takes a break
Raised in the rain & plagued wit pain
Can’t escape the deranged
Y’all just expect me to stay
Thinking of guns, what type to spray
Nah, gimme a mic and stage
Think they on Mike’s wave
They songs was made in a microwave
Aye.. I should toss they head in the microwave

I wish you would try to shoot me pussy
Leave the cops no new leads to look for me
Just a buncha steam from where the kush be
See you douchebags overlook me
It’s all good, G, from solitary confinement
I’d incite a riot, Mike wylin, get the knifes pilin
Die quick, like it’s San Quinten or Riker’s Island

Vileness, after the Bible script
Pop the vial lid, see what’s inside this
Cooked it in a microwave

On Mike’s wave? There’s never a night or day
Fuckin wit me, better pray that you wake, aye
You ain’t about the horrorcore
Hit every door in the corridor wit a forty four
Absorb what I enforce
Ain’t tellin the lord to lead the course
But no contorts & keep me from the courts...

No plea bargain, can’t feed me jargon
Won’t see a pardon, open wound bleed
Switchblade crossed em, word to hey Zeus
Took out chunks and his face loose
Eyeballin, I’ll stick a blade thru
Wesley snipe em cross from the stage roof
Tell you what I was made to do
Before you slayed in the tomb
And they seal it shut
Keep it real enough cuz I’ll reveal ya bluff
Sodder to heal the cuts, muthafucka
I’m a real one, you couldn’t compare to me
It’s unfair to see such a rarity
My music blarin in the street
The elites is scared to see
It’s the type of day
To cook em in the microwave...

No righteous ways, I fight wit the blade
Toss ya head in the microwave
Want sight of the pay? Make ya songs
In the microwave, likely to complain
U might be a slave, I’m breakin the microwave

Radiation poison, they came to deploy it
I keep hearing voices, they boisterous
I got no choice wit, my homeboys dipped
So did the bitches, you got the dominions
And all they heads spinnin, you bullshittin
Got me livid how they livin, it’s all fictitious
My life’s a little different, rough and rigid
Profiled and fit the description
I’m trippin the distance...
Said to keep my nose clean
But fuck that if I got broken dreams
You know what I mean.. Hold this beam
One shot solely from me
And I’ll have a toast for the fiends
What’s that supposed to mean?
You wanna stop me, you’ll need a swat team
Of the highest quality, ready to respond 2 heat
Once had the despondency
Now it’s beyond me.. If you feel a type of way
Toss ya head in the microwave

Microwave (prod. by NYBangers)

Faded Love (Prod. miroow)

MONOCHROME (prod. cullen)

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Lyrics

Verse 1:
Uh-huh, it's your boy on the mic
Gotta stay strong, no matter the fight
Challenges coming at me left and right
But I'm like a diamond, shining bright

Life's like a game of chess, moves calculated
Constant challenges, leave me motivated
I won't stop, I won't be sedated
I'll keep moving, my spirit elevated

Pre-Chorus:
I'm the phoenix rising from the ashes
Can't hold me down, can't put me in matches
I'm the diamond in the rough, shining bright
Can't hold me back, can't dim my light

Chorus:
Warriors won't back down
Every hurdle we jump with a bound
No matter the struggle, we stand my ground
Staying strong, no matter what's around

Verse 2:
Life's a race, gotta keep up the pace
Can't let the obstacles take the lead, no space
I'm like a rocket, gotta keep up the chase
Can't be defeated, can't be erased

So when the going gets tough, I get going
I won't give up, I won't start slowing
I'll keep on pushing, my spirit glowing
Staying strong, my true colors showing

Bridge:
I'm like a tree, roots deep in the soil
Storms come, but I won't recoil
I'm the king of my throne, my royal
Can't break my spirit, can't make me spoil

Artwork By: QPiiD
Executive Producer: QPiiD
Written By: QPiiD
Composed By: QPiiD
Arranged By: QPiiD
Mix Engineer: QPiiD
Master Engineer: QPiiD
Performed By: QPiiD

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