[Intro]
Yo rap is all fucked up and shit, and niggas is like
Yo, we need somebody to fix it
Somebody need to fix it, you know what I'm saying?
But you know what?
I don't fix things
I break things
[Hook]
I'm on my way
To steal the day
Turning to gold
Warm from the cold (I'm coming)
The devil is near (yeah)
I cannot hear
[Verse 1]
Rappers wanna be like me, it's stressing
They're getting a little too close like Kanye and John Legend
I'ma teach you a bad lesson
You will need Barry Bonds' steroids to match my aggression
It's a blessing, review my record
Use only periods and commas cause there is no question
I'm a walking weapon, I'm part Jimmy Henchman
Part Michael Concepcion, the name alone is threatening
I am more than a man, have you figured it out?
Scared Moses back up the mountain, I'm sicker than thou
Spit quicker than thou, quicker than the brain allows
Quicker than Mexican women clipping they eyebrows
I breathe smoke, never joke, I'm the illest walking
I shoot a puppy for barking, I'm an expert marksman
Lyric Jesus bout to open up his arms
Where anger is angels, pain is priests, and torture is God
I'm coming
Yo rap is all fucked up and shit, and niggas is like
Yo, we need somebody to fix it
Somebody need to fix it, you know what I'm saying?
But you know what?
I don't fix things
I break things
[Hook]
I'm on my way
To steal the day
Turning to gold
Warm from the cold (I'm coming)
The devil is near (yeah)
I cannot hear
[Verse 1]
Rappers wanna be like me, it's stressing
They're getting a little too close like Kanye and John Legend
I'ma teach you a bad lesson
You will need Barry Bonds' steroids to match my aggression
It's a blessing, review my record
Use only periods and commas cause there is no question
I'm a walking weapon, I'm part Jimmy Henchman
Part Michael Concepcion, the name alone is threatening
I am more than a man, have you figured it out?
Scared Moses back up the mountain, I'm sicker than thou
Spit quicker than thou, quicker than the brain allows
Quicker than Mexican women clipping they eyebrows
I breathe smoke, never joke, I'm the illest walking
I shoot a puppy for barking, I'm an expert marksman
Lyric Jesus bout to open up his arms
Where anger is angels, pain is priests, and torture is God
I'm coming
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