[Background]
Right now
I thought you didn't restart, bro?
Shut up
[Verse 1: Nikko B.S.]
W.P. progression
I'm a Nephilim
Google search if you're just pressing questions
Resurrection
Learn a lesson
Teacher and I'm back
Preacher when I rap
Backpack on my last lap
With this last laugh
Only speaking facts when I rap
Not speak in tongues
I'm numb to the fact
That you're dumb to the fact
That Wolfpack outta the box like Jack
Outta the world and off the map
I'm mad like Max
Yeah, I'm mad like Max
Mel Gibson, don't listen
Deaf to the B.S. my own prescription
Fuck your life my own decisions
Fuck your wife my own decision
And I choose wisely, I choose nightly
I might be slightly truly fighting the urge to fuck
And splurge and cut, cuz I'm not going back nicely
Flew the coop, cut the noose
Bleached the blues, got the shots reach the hoop
Beat the news review that's where you stay
Fuck this town, where I lay
Where I lie, it's all lies
D.C. in the eyes no backtrack no rewind
My state of mind is stated fine
Far from ten and close to nine
Numbers, no wonder I'm lost
Like my summer
I'm a wolf, and you're thumper
Just call me, head hunter
Right now
I thought you didn't restart, bro?
Shut up
[Verse 1: Nikko B.S.]
W.P. progression
I'm a Nephilim
Google search if you're just pressing questions
Resurrection
Learn a lesson
Teacher and I'm back
Preacher when I rap
Backpack on my last lap
With this last laugh
Only speaking facts when I rap
Not speak in tongues
I'm numb to the fact
That you're dumb to the fact
That Wolfpack outta the box like Jack
Outta the world and off the map
I'm mad like Max
Yeah, I'm mad like Max
Mel Gibson, don't listen
Deaf to the B.S. my own prescription
Fuck your life my own decisions
Fuck your wife my own decision
And I choose wisely, I choose nightly
I might be slightly truly fighting the urge to fuck
And splurge and cut, cuz I'm not going back nicely
Flew the coop, cut the noose
Bleached the blues, got the shots reach the hoop
Beat the news review that's where you stay
Fuck this town, where I lay
Where I lie, it's all lies
D.C. in the eyes no backtrack no rewind
My state of mind is stated fine
Far from ten and close to nine
Numbers, no wonder I'm lost
Like my summer
I'm a wolf, and you're thumper
Just call me, head hunter
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