[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
To every competitor, and to any challenger
Have, gold bullets rocking inside your temple, Metallica
What happens when murder and mix 'em with Galaga
That's too many niggas that's calibrating with calibers
Excalibur, killin' all through the book of lies
Livin' upon a revelation, but as master in disguise
I'm master in disguise, elevated you and I
Counting sticks and body parts, options when is join or die
Count to 2, grab the 9, all these suckers are clouds
'Cause their fantasy is final destination underground
To a dirt freak accident, A young Devil's advocate
Goin' Ham on the Madison, and poppin' his bitch from the cabinet
I keep locally Madison, before an undergraduate
Jobs closin', now you coppin' that brick from the ocean
All your life you have been focused since your mom wasn't open
Face shine inside a box now it looks like you votin'
[Verse 2: J.K. The Reaper]
From where the slogan was survive in Atlanta that holds the zone of war
More killers bribe with contraband, but they playin' Contra, fuck around
Tryin' to meet the next level and minimize the coppers
The CPU and cheat codes won't work
20 years old can't afford a lawyer, momma said he should've went to church
Stop by, I'm smokin' in another universe
As my whole planet gets worse, I'm blasted if I could rule the world
On my way back to Earth
And see all of the out of the day gloomers
Inter-galactic storm troopers keepin' my brothers captive
So don't ask me if I believe in magic
If I answer, I say it only exists in drugs
And god is a mirror 'cause his image is in us
Holy water drippin' down her body hurry up get a cup
Down a [?] in panties hopin' that she wasn't naked
Same outfit as Eve, I'm not Adam, but I'm still sacred
To every competitor, and to any challenger
Have, gold bullets rocking inside your temple, Metallica
What happens when murder and mix 'em with Galaga
That's too many niggas that's calibrating with calibers
Excalibur, killin' all through the book of lies
Livin' upon a revelation, but as master in disguise
I'm master in disguise, elevated you and I
Counting sticks and body parts, options when is join or die
Count to 2, grab the 9, all these suckers are clouds
'Cause their fantasy is final destination underground
To a dirt freak accident, A young Devil's advocate
Goin' Ham on the Madison, and poppin' his bitch from the cabinet
I keep locally Madison, before an undergraduate
Jobs closin', now you coppin' that brick from the ocean
All your life you have been focused since your mom wasn't open
Face shine inside a box now it looks like you votin'
[Verse 2: J.K. The Reaper]
From where the slogan was survive in Atlanta that holds the zone of war
More killers bribe with contraband, but they playin' Contra, fuck around
Tryin' to meet the next level and minimize the coppers
The CPU and cheat codes won't work
20 years old can't afford a lawyer, momma said he should've went to church
Stop by, I'm smokin' in another universe
As my whole planet gets worse, I'm blasted if I could rule the world
On my way back to Earth
And see all of the out of the day gloomers
Inter-galactic storm troopers keepin' my brothers captive
So don't ask me if I believe in magic
If I answer, I say it only exists in drugs
And god is a mirror 'cause his image is in us
Holy water drippin' down her body hurry up get a cup
Down a [?] in panties hopin' that she wasn't naked
Same outfit as Eve, I'm not Adam, but I'm still sacred
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