[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
Me and my faction
Don't like asking questions, strictly blunt sessions
Speakin' on the dead man, you must have a death wish
I kill you with these bars, that's more like a death sentence
I promise you that I'm type demented
My mind state? Crime infested
I think I lost my soul three years ago, still tryna catch it
Cut my own head off, 'cause I needed to balance
Ego too big to manage
Not to kill a nigga everyday probably my biggest challenge
Imagine if I was selfish and kept away all this talent
Didn't think it, never spat it
I probably be skullied down and gatted, robbin' local scammers
That's all for credit card in empty traffic
I love to be alone, I'm comfy in the casket
To me, it's like a hammock
Never bow to any challenge, catch case
Filled with rage, I split they face, I'm deranged
Cannot be tamed, I break they cage
When in range, I twist they face with six inch blades
Back again, I’m Durt Cobain, in golden fangs
I kill you and wear blood stained shirt to your wake
I be around the crosseye like KKK
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
The epitome of greatness
Stay stiff, me and my niggas about to make shift
Patience, feel the rhythm and the cadence
Got no time for hate statements
They try to keep the beast caged in, that’s why we ragin’
Sittin’ on some heat that could probably melt a glacier
Fire man couldn't walk a mile in these blazers
They know my element
Been wondering where the hell I been
Tryna’ put the fire out I came back definite
Feelin’ like a mouse in a house full of elephants
Niggas run they mouth but they never this eloquent
I’m high-definitely. To your bitch, for she always represent me
She wanna kick it with the Beast Coast resident
Pockets full of white excellence
Said she tryna jiggy with a couple black menaces
‘Cause we got bars and got it locked in these sentences
All these bitches jailbait keep your guard up for hells sake
Open up your cell gate, cell block three eyes see Joe like G.I
Commander in chief
Don’t ask me why I be high
More buzz and more honeys than a beehive
The Badmon, young kingpin
I move dope with that ink pen
Been up all year—my third eye ain’t even blinkin'
With this flow, it’s guaranteed to leave you sinking
And this 'dro guaranteed to leave you thinking
No warranty, just disorderly conduct
For an Erick Arc Elliot-presented product
All the stars is lined up 'bout to turn on the horizons
The Beast Coast connection still deep like Verizon
Me and my faction
Don't like asking questions, strictly blunt sessions
Speakin' on the dead man, you must have a death wish
I kill you with these bars, that's more like a death sentence
I promise you that I'm type demented
My mind state? Crime infested
I think I lost my soul three years ago, still tryna catch it
Cut my own head off, 'cause I needed to balance
Ego too big to manage
Not to kill a nigga everyday probably my biggest challenge
Imagine if I was selfish and kept away all this talent
Didn't think it, never spat it
I probably be skullied down and gatted, robbin' local scammers
That's all for credit card in empty traffic
I love to be alone, I'm comfy in the casket
To me, it's like a hammock
Never bow to any challenge, catch case
Filled with rage, I split they face, I'm deranged
Cannot be tamed, I break they cage
When in range, I twist they face with six inch blades
Back again, I’m Durt Cobain, in golden fangs
I kill you and wear blood stained shirt to your wake
I be around the crosseye like KKK
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
The epitome of greatness
Stay stiff, me and my niggas about to make shift
Patience, feel the rhythm and the cadence
Got no time for hate statements
They try to keep the beast caged in, that’s why we ragin’
Sittin’ on some heat that could probably melt a glacier
Fire man couldn't walk a mile in these blazers
They know my element
Been wondering where the hell I been
Tryna’ put the fire out I came back definite
Feelin’ like a mouse in a house full of elephants
Niggas run they mouth but they never this eloquent
I’m high-definitely. To your bitch, for she always represent me
She wanna kick it with the Beast Coast resident
Pockets full of white excellence
Said she tryna jiggy with a couple black menaces
‘Cause we got bars and got it locked in these sentences
All these bitches jailbait keep your guard up for hells sake
Open up your cell gate, cell block three eyes see Joe like G.I
Commander in chief
Don’t ask me why I be high
More buzz and more honeys than a beehive
The Badmon, young kingpin
I move dope with that ink pen
Been up all year—my third eye ain’t even blinkin'
With this flow, it’s guaranteed to leave you sinking
And this 'dro guaranteed to leave you thinking
No warranty, just disorderly conduct
For an Erick Arc Elliot-presented product
All the stars is lined up 'bout to turn on the horizons
The Beast Coast connection still deep like Verizon
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