had to re-record this for the one time

bitch i get ready
Just to eliminate
All of you rappers in this little city-state
i’m on a mission to fill up a dinner plate
happy coincidence that i can entertain
A-Z this for the killers and nerds
Kashed out beats and intricate words
In the kitchen what has been hazy been  mixin like
Bitch i get ready and dinner is served
Uncle Airun boutta make you a brother and i ain’t handing women nothing but curves
Cause truth is everybody get on my nerves
Starting to think all that love for the ______
But still think rapping just a piece of dessert
Like please, Can’t A Kid Eat?
Soft serve what a treat
Let it drip on the beat


I GET A CHILL ON THE BACK OF MY NECK AND I KNOW THAT IT’S TIME TO EMERGE 
WHEN I STEP INTO THE FIELD MY BROTHERS IS ALREADY THERE AND THEY ARMS POKED OUT FOR THE BIRDS
PART OF ME DEAD AND THE REST OF ME HURTS
I CANNOT STOP TIL IM TOTALLY ROTTING YOU WANTED THIS SPOT BUT IM PARKING HERE FIRST

ASK WHAT IM ON BITCH IM STUDYIN FOSSILS
THE BONES OF A HUNNID RAPPERS AND THEY POSSES
THIS GOLGOTHA, WHEN THEY DEAD THEY SEEM SO DOCILE 
YOUR FLOW WAS LIKE NECROMANCY TO A POSSUM
LEMME GUESS NEXT BAR ENDS WITH AWESOME
YOU LITTLE BITCHES INFINITELY PREDICTABLE 
NEVER GUESS FROM WHICH DIRECTION IM HITTIN YOU 
YOU WON’T EVEN KNOW WASSUP TIL I FINISH YOU
BIG DREAMS BUT YA VISION IS MINUSCULE

BIGGER PICTURE, THAT’S THE IMAGE I’M PRIVY TO 
WORK ALL DAY, PUFF THAT SMOKE, THEN I SIT AND MAKE A HIT IN MY LIVING ROOM 
CONTEMPLATIONS OF THE SHIT I BEEN LIVING THROUGH
COMPLICATIONS FROM THE LIFE I’M ADDICTED TO
CONSTANT REMINDERS
THE LIFE THAT I HAD
DIDN’T KILL ME TO LOSE IT, WHAT’S LEFT IS VESTIGIAL
CHECK HIT, AND IT’S EASING MY SPIRITUAL
CHECK GONE, AND MY SPIRIT COLLAPSE
THE DECKS SHUFFLE EVERY TIME YOU RELAX
SO I TAKE A PEN AND I MARK UP THE PACKS
OR I TAKE A PACK AND I MARK UP THE TAX
OR I TAKE A BEAT AND I LOAD IT WITH FACTS
YOU LIL NIGGAS DON’T BE RAPPIN LIKE THAT
YOU LITTLE RABBITS NEED TO STAY IN THE HAT
CAUSE THE NEXT TRICK’S THE ONE YOU AIN’T COMING BACK FROM
POOF
SILENCE IS GOLDEN I STACK IT BY BRICKS
I COVER MY FACE TO EVADE ALL THE TICKS
AND BURY MY HEART FROM THE HANDS OF A ——

THIEF, 
FORMULATE BANGERS MY ONLY RELIEF
WHEN THE PARANOIA COME TO SHATTER MY PEACE
THAT MACHETE ON ME WHILE IM BRUSHIN MY TEETH

CAKE [ PROD RAMENLECHUGA ]

SCARECROW6 TIL THE DITCH
NC 📍
HERE TO DESTROY

CAKE [ PROD RAMENLECHUGA ]

YUNG HAZY