[Verse 1: Synaptik]
You think of hate I embody it Dressed in all black in the Saudia
Shitees be hitting their bodies when they betrayed Ali well i am that Ali kid
So my bars they tend to be violent And my scars they scaring the audience
This talent is evil the devil is speaking to my ear and it sounded like violins
I'm here to bring back all the idols and torch all your bibles
I'm telling these stories the newest disciple I'm holding the title of being
Still standing here after all i'm seeing
Another boat drowns another ghost town another pack of refugees to wild wild west
But I'm too brown and my bloodline won't let go of the crimes they did
I'm in love with the red but I'm blue like i'm dead if I don't do my dues I might lose in the end
I need booze to excuse all the screws in my head
Tryna walk in my shoes you can bet they won't fit
Road with many bricks like a trap house
Rita round the corner she just wait out
Woke up with my head up in clouds I just do this shit to make mom proud
I just do this shit to connect all the dots like a Morse code I metamorph with the sound
Hash color brown like the peeps of my town Always head of my class even though I just clown
You don't wanna fuck with the doc my stethoscope bringing faith like a mosque
All they do is hate like the mothafucking cops
I ain't pulling triggers tho I'm just calling shots
[Hook: Jazz Tha Process]
I’m here x3
And they wonder where have I been
Here, I’m here, I’m here
And they wonder where have I been
You think of hate I embody it Dressed in all black in the Saudia
Shitees be hitting their bodies when they betrayed Ali well i am that Ali kid
So my bars they tend to be violent And my scars they scaring the audience
This talent is evil the devil is speaking to my ear and it sounded like violins
I'm here to bring back all the idols and torch all your bibles
I'm telling these stories the newest disciple I'm holding the title of being
Still standing here after all i'm seeing
Another boat drowns another ghost town another pack of refugees to wild wild west
But I'm too brown and my bloodline won't let go of the crimes they did
I'm in love with the red but I'm blue like i'm dead if I don't do my dues I might lose in the end
I need booze to excuse all the screws in my head
Tryna walk in my shoes you can bet they won't fit
Road with many bricks like a trap house
Rita round the corner she just wait out
Woke up with my head up in clouds I just do this shit to make mom proud
I just do this shit to connect all the dots like a Morse code I metamorph with the sound
Hash color brown like the peeps of my town Always head of my class even though I just clown
You don't wanna fuck with the doc my stethoscope bringing faith like a mosque
All they do is hate like the mothafucking cops
I ain't pulling triggers tho I'm just calling shots
[Hook: Jazz Tha Process]
I’m here x3
And they wonder where have I been
Here, I’m here, I’m here
And they wonder where have I been
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