Known killer, the go getter
The most fed up with no temper
The whole liquor is soaked in him
No better than me, I'm a cold veteran
I put it sleep like dosed ketamine
When they want to critique me
What the f*ck have you done?
You ain't shit, no TP
I got em with the runs cause they can't tolerate me huh
And they can't stomach how it eats them
Come close, let me tell you a secret
No one wants your demo tape you should probably keep it
Only thing getting played is your bitch ass
Your neck going back and forth looking like whiplash
You ain't independent when you need validation
You've never been the man
I ain't even got to say shit
They just know I am
Stone faced like I'm Mason
They asking me about numbers but I just evade shit
You get stabbed in the back
It could never be me
You're doing what they ask
I'm only doing shit for me
Man this shit's so fire, getting burnt when I write it
I manoeuvre like a pilot cause all I do is fly shit
You ain't ever go dumb on a beat you stupid?
Like your virginity, I don't think I'll lose it
Somebody call the ambulance
Streaking like a nudist
The shit about to blow
I go atomic and I nuke this
Your new shit drop like ''who's this?
So we can avoid you like the plague and your music
Coming for the crown and I bet you leave toothless
Bitch I'm independent
Drill it like a dentist on my new shit
Hotter than a chilli but
I'm burnt out like a ciggie butt
But don't get it twisted like Cinnabon
I still make shit blow up like Cillian
But you floppenheimer 'cause you bomb whenever you drop
Aunt Jemima the way I'm all up in the kitchen
Cooking up and they wonder when will I stop?
Until I blow like you hoes on a dick tip
I don't take risks more like opportunistic
I don't take shit but I throw it like discus
You don't make hits all you do is make misses
The last thing you see 'fore your gone, make a wish kid
I'm a son of a bitch
A son of a gun
A sun for the darkness in which I become
Destroyer of worlds 'cause I built a bomb
And I'm going to drop it so y'all better run
The heaviness weighing a tonne but still I prevail
I've already won
Now I am become death
When I'm dropping it all you getting killed all at once
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Known killer, the go getter
The most fed up with no temper
The whole liquor is soaked in him
No better than me, I'm a cold veteran
I put it sleep like dosed ketamine
When they want to critique me
What the f*ck have you done?
You ain't shit, no TP
I got em with the runs cause they can't tolerate me huh
And they can't stomach how it eats them
Come close, let me tell you a secret
No one wants your demo tape you should probably keep it
Only thing getting played is your bitch ass
Your neck going back and forth looking like whiplash
You ain't independent when you need validation
You've never been the man
I ain't even got to say shit
They just know I am
Stone faced like I'm Mason
They asking me about numbers but I just evade shit
You get stabbed in the back
It could never be me
You're doing what they ask
I'm only doing shit for me
Man this shit's so fire, getting burnt when I write it
I manoeuvre like a pilot cause all I do is fly shit
You ain't ever go dumb on a beat you stupid?
Like your virginity, I don't think I'll lose it
Somebody call the ambulance
Streaking like a nudist
The shit about to blow
I go atomic and I nuke this
Your new shit drop like ''who's this?
So we can avoid you like the plague and your music
Coming for the crown and I bet you leave toothless
Bitch I'm independent
Drill it like a dentist on my new shit
Hotter than a chilli but
I'm burnt out like a ciggie butt
But don't get it twisted like Cinnabon
I still make shit blow up like Cillian
But you floppenheimer 'cause you bomb whenever you drop
Aunt Jemima the way I'm all up in the kitchen
Cooking up and they wonder when will I stop?
Until I blow like you hoes on a dick tip
I don't take risks more like opportunistic
I don't take shit but I throw it like discus
You don't make hits all you do is make misses
The last thing you see 'fore your gone, make a wish kid
I'm a son of a bitch
A son of a gun
A sun for the darkness in which I become
Destroyer of worlds 'cause I built a bomb
And I'm going to drop it so y'all better run
The heaviness weighing a tonne but still I prevail
I've already won
Now I am become death
When I'm dropping it all you getting killed all at once
The most fed up with no temper
The whole liquor is soaked in him
No better than me, I'm a cold veteran
I put it sleep like dosed ketamine
When they want to critique me
What the f*ck have you done?
You ain't shit, no TP
I got em with the runs cause they can't tolerate me huh
And they can't stomach how it eats them
Come close, let me tell you a secret
No one wants your demo tape you should probably keep it
Only thing getting played is your bitch ass
Your neck going back and forth looking like whiplash
You ain't independent when you need validation
You've never been the man
I ain't even got to say shit
They just know I am
Stone faced like I'm Mason
They asking me about numbers but I just evade shit
You get stabbed in the back
It could never be me
You're doing what they ask
I'm only doing shit for me
Man this shit's so fire, getting burnt when I write it
I manoeuvre like a pilot cause all I do is fly shit
You ain't ever go dumb on a beat you stupid?
Like your virginity, I don't think I'll lose it
Somebody call the ambulance
Streaking like a nudist
The shit about to blow
I go atomic and I nuke this
Your new shit drop like ''who's this?
So we can avoid you like the plague and your music
Coming for the crown and I bet you leave toothless
Bitch I'm independent
Drill it like a dentist on my new shit
Hotter than a chilli but
I'm burnt out like a ciggie butt
But don't get it twisted like Cinnabon
I still make shit blow up like Cillian
But you floppenheimer 'cause you bomb whenever you drop
Aunt Jemima the way I'm all up in the kitchen
Cooking up and they wonder when will I stop?
Until I blow like you hoes on a dick tip
I don't take risks more like opportunistic
I don't take shit but I throw it like discus
You don't make hits all you do is make misses
The last thing you see 'fore your gone, make a wish kid
I'm a son of a bitch
A son of a gun
A sun for the darkness in which I become
Destroyer of worlds 'cause I built a bomb
And I'm going to drop it so y'all better run
The heaviness weighing a tonne but still I prevail
I've already won
Now I am become death
When I'm dropping it all you getting killed all at once
Writer: Jack Raymond
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