Lyrics:
season I'm huntin. Ya face like a ball, and homie I'm buntin.
Ya click better hide, cause dude, man i'm comin. Don't mean to be
rude but I need to start
Racer
Avenged Sevenfold Them Crooked Vultures and
Probot The Front Bottoms Talon of the Hawk
The Las!
Anything by Black Star or
Manners by Passion Pit
Is
time
It's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga
Check out my gravel pit
A mystery unraveling
Wu-tang is the CD that I travel with
Don't go
time
It's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga
Check out my gravel pit
A mystery unraveling
Wu-tang is the CD that I travel with
Don't go
I'm turnin' back into that old ragin' monster
Face it you cock suckers, I'm a legend of apex
My brains upside down so whenever I take tests
I end up
be blind
To overthrow my wicked reign
And throw me to the pit of time
Cast me to the crimson flames
Thou shalt bar the doors of hell
Incant these words
be blind
To overthrow my wicked reign
And throw me to the pit of time
Cast me to the crimson flames
Thou shalt bar the doors of hell
Incant these words
treasure, huh?
How do you measure it?
Where does your passion hide, huh?
Is that Faberge Eggs dangling in front of your face, bro?
How you define your
(Tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin')
I pray these niggas understand how passion is contagious
(To get you under my pressure)
Richer
(I been tryin',
the bus for one more buck
I reject the apple
I will starve in the face of generous evil
I let my trust grow too high
Now all you snakes have a place to hide
It's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga...
[HOOK: Paulissa Morgan]
Check out my gravel pit
A mystery unraveling
Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel
called my phone like
"Holla they sayin' Cassidy let Calicoe
Hear his rounds for you" i'm like
"So? Like that's gon' save him"
Well at the face off I was
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two
Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two
against the wall
Got to give it my all
Give it my all
Push it to the max ain't no stopping at all
New Jers lets go
1-2-3... 1-2
New Jers lets go
1-2
and lift the veil
Transition the ignition fuelled by a passion beautiful created by instar
Polished, embellished and skillfully fashioned beautiful created
Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
you ask me to lend a hand then I send two
You even look at us wrong things gon' get complex dude
I can kick an ass, don't make me scuff my dress shoe
If
lows to the mic (word up)
I'm on mic number one, Prince is on mic number two (yes yes yes)
A little bit more but RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THERE, yeah
One more,
But ya losin' all the nights, ya let the rabbit get the gun
Number one wit a bullet and my pit named Black
It's the best who ever did it on a Pete
simply, I'm horrifyingly empty
Spittin darts on the tip of a glacier used for my hide-out
Rock crush or german suplex, watch spines slide out
to Die on the Beach
What you should take away from all of this is I'll have a Bellhop hide all my problems for Me
You're given light jabs in time-lapse
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