Ah Motherf**kers better lay low
Got that smoke that you can't roll, got a cold flow,
That you can't cope with, I know that
On the low, you only came here to take notes
They never know what it takes tho
Only notice the payroll, still fresh like I'm day old
My pengame is so dope, if I may say so
Ain't no ghost that I paid for
Murder rappers, slaughter beats
I'm a beast on the mic, so pardon me
A part of me, is villainous and hard to see
On a lonely run, this is my Odyssee
I'm a little bitty gritty and honestly
If I listen to your shit I'd prolly fall asleep
Your bars are weak, your songs are cheap, no quality
I'm starvin' for art, on your loss I feast

Back on my Bullshit
Ain't backin' down
Promised I'd prove it
Keepin' my vows
Aimin' to shoot this
Try catchin' these round
This is my full clip
Smokin' you out

Take what is mine, if you hate it, it's fine
Celebrate it with rhymes, will I make it in time
Dedicate, sacrifice, elevate and decline
Patiently wait, but I stay on my grind
Yeah I'm takin' my time, preparation will find
A way to outshine all the weight on my mind
'Til the day will arrive, where my name will arise
There ain't no escape, say your prayers, goodbye
Flyin' Dutchman, on a loose
Jump out of character, no parachute
Weed out the weak, my strains absolute
Like Bruce, my Will is, remain resolute
No recognition, I self recruit
All by myself, there ain't no excuse
I'm devoted to, my life in the booth
On my innermission, tryna find my truth

Back on my Bullshit
Ain't backin' down
Promised I'd prove it
Keepin' my vows
Aimin' to shoot this
Try catchin' these round
This is my full clip
Smokin' you out

Back on my Bullshit
Ain't backin' down
Promised I'd prove it
Keepin' my vows
Aimin' to shoot this
Try catchin' these round
This is my full clip
Smokin' you out