Gotta have soul, I'm sitting on the throne, God all knows, God all knows, well he chose me
Things are getting ugly.. Things are getting ugly
I'm like "woah", sitting on the throne, God all knows, God all knows but he chose me
Things are getting ugly.. Things are getting ugly
I like Boom BAP and it's fine, kickin trap in the hind, yea I hit from behind
I do that every time, if she leave me that's fine, got a bitch on my mind
Stuck in the clouds I'm holy, moral of the story, go and get your glory, your days'll be better
Chewing macaroni, kick it with the homies, fluent with the chromie, my day just got better
Better, yea it starts with a letter, and that letter is U
UnderByte gon choose who he came to chew, got a lock-on target and it's aimed at you
Worried bout the people who don't value time, if I say no it's cus I value mine
Said it all before like a thousand times, said it all before like a thousand lines
This shit is gettin me, feeling all fidgety
The feeling is fidgetious, Is fidgetious a word
It is now cus I said so
Vibe in the rental
My instrumental
Surprised that my guide would advise that I let go, it's crazy right?
Forgive and forget, I forget to forgive
I be crossing my heart, so don't be crossing my shit
Be a man of your word and take care of your biz
If you lie to yourself, then you lie to your kids
Death by karate chop, death to the squids
Death is sure to happen, revenge is the dish
Used to look up til my face met the spit
Think about that
But you gotta have soul, sitting on the throne, God all knows, God all knows, well he chose me
Things are getting ugly.. Things are gettin
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
Hold up
Life is a bitch til you mold her
Hold her
Mmm, warm the cold shoulder
Chivalry ain't dead, it's just getting older
Only take the bullet if she cares for the soldier
Would she take the bullet for the soldier