[Verse 1: Wrekonize]
This world's gone, 86 for the ape shit
Eight clips full of hatred
Then they reload in our face quick
Just choo-pow on the day shift
In the night shift, we don't take shit
Boom-bappin' in the basement
Mr. Blue Sky with a face lift
Mr. Nice Guy, high grade shit
I was online, some snide blog
Dick riding on tyke bars
Lil' Pill Bill, Lil' mic god
Lil' No Rhymes, Lil' Light Fraud
No lines, no tight charm
No longev', no lifelong
I can sketch out any new Lil'
He got face tats, chewing Tide Pods
Wait, got off track
Eating dumb shit, now get off that
They don't give a fuck about any of us
So why the fuck should I be on combat?
Rest in peace to Big Combat
If you don't know jack, lose contact
This world's cold on a contract
Don't sign shit, you don't want that, no
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