[Verse 1]
Life is amazing but nothing should amaze you
Hatred is a phase and it shouldn't even faze you
Hey yo my man told me, death ain’t nothin’ but birth in reverse
So if you end up hurtin’ me first i’ll throw the hearse in reverse
Then disperse a verse in reverse without rehearsin’ it first
Cuz my verse two, hurt you, worse than my first do
But my verse three worse than my first two
So the verse me adverts you versing the virtue
Remember when I spit that verse in reverse? That verse was killin’ me
You wanna be the first to adverse my versatility?
Nigga I’m hotter than the devil, with a fever, wearin’ a leather and a beater and a sweater while he eatin’ a jalapeno fajita, with a bookbag full of heat pads, a scully and a ski mask with the heat on in the E-Class at Exxon with a speed pass
Best rapper alive, what's that you called me?
I got ‘em saying nobody in rap could guard me
So I keep something to back 'em off me
In case I gotta throw the mask on and pop like a jabberwokkee
Somebody tell Jay-Z buy me a gold chain
I am hip hop, I embody the whole game
This is lyrical murder; I could body the whole game
And have rappers at the precinct providing my whole name
And I’m so good I climb mountains in my downtime
I write my newfound rhymes on the down climb
I swim oceans when I’m bored, I’m the last hope
I in fact wrote that last quote on my backstroke
That’s dope nigga Los is deep
If this my dream, imagine when I go to sleep
You ain’t shit, cuz they never salute ya
And I’m so far ahead I can actually remember the future
Each one of my verse is dope
But I get better every second
So my best shit the worst shit I ever wrote
And I’m married to hip-hop, that’s my persona
I had a beat come to me with a kiss on her
So I jumped on 'er just to let her know what’s mine
You forever mine bitch then I flipped on her
In other words I don’t beat my bitch; I just make the beat my bitch
See I done lost a couple girlfriends and a couple homeboys but you know I gotta keep my bitch
Thinkin’ bout all the things that I loved her through
Fuck it, life is a bitch and I love her too
My two bitches, not you bitches
I officially love the most fly two bitches
I'm too vicious
Dark blue GT sky blue dishes like “bye you bitches”
What would they do without Los?
Hip-hop just took a deep breath and blew it out slow
I'mma run a extra lap, while the rest’ll just stare
In other words I am the new breath of fresh air
Life is amazing but nothing should amaze you
Hatred is a phase and it shouldn't even faze you
Hey yo my man told me, death ain’t nothin’ but birth in reverse
So if you end up hurtin’ me first i’ll throw the hearse in reverse
Then disperse a verse in reverse without rehearsin’ it first
Cuz my verse two, hurt you, worse than my first do
But my verse three worse than my first two
So the verse me adverts you versing the virtue
Remember when I spit that verse in reverse? That verse was killin’ me
You wanna be the first to adverse my versatility?
Nigga I’m hotter than the devil, with a fever, wearin’ a leather and a beater and a sweater while he eatin’ a jalapeno fajita, with a bookbag full of heat pads, a scully and a ski mask with the heat on in the E-Class at Exxon with a speed pass
Best rapper alive, what's that you called me?
I got ‘em saying nobody in rap could guard me
So I keep something to back 'em off me
In case I gotta throw the mask on and pop like a jabberwokkee
Somebody tell Jay-Z buy me a gold chain
I am hip hop, I embody the whole game
This is lyrical murder; I could body the whole game
And have rappers at the precinct providing my whole name
And I’m so good I climb mountains in my downtime
I write my newfound rhymes on the down climb
I swim oceans when I’m bored, I’m the last hope
I in fact wrote that last quote on my backstroke
That’s dope nigga Los is deep
If this my dream, imagine when I go to sleep
You ain’t shit, cuz they never salute ya
And I’m so far ahead I can actually remember the future
Each one of my verse is dope
But I get better every second
So my best shit the worst shit I ever wrote
And I’m married to hip-hop, that’s my persona
I had a beat come to me with a kiss on her
So I jumped on 'er just to let her know what’s mine
You forever mine bitch then I flipped on her
In other words I don’t beat my bitch; I just make the beat my bitch
See I done lost a couple girlfriends and a couple homeboys but you know I gotta keep my bitch
Thinkin’ bout all the things that I loved her through
Fuck it, life is a bitch and I love her too
My two bitches, not you bitches
I officially love the most fly two bitches
I'm too vicious
Dark blue GT sky blue dishes like “bye you bitches”
What would they do without Los?
Hip-hop just took a deep breath and blew it out slow
I'mma run a extra lap, while the rest’ll just stare
In other words I am the new breath of fresh air
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