NO FUNNY BUSINESS Dubich

[Intro]
On and off the court, straight fundamentals, no funny business
This shit ain't nothing to me man
Movin like Dracula, we get it back in blood
You see it, I really did this

[Verse]
In my mind I sell away all the lies
They sever me
Only harm and dismember me
On a high for therapy
"Oh my god, you'll never be at the top"
"Embarrassing, you're a fraud, a parody"
"All you speak of is heresy"
I don't give a fuck, I'm floating like the top of a Cherokee
On a cloud, smokin loud, wear a smile with sincerity
Not sober ordinarily, laissez-faire how I carry me
Small irregularities made me flip the polarity
Comin for yo neck like a clothesline
I ain't fucking with you chickens it ain't Bo Time
Slaughter time, I'm back on my beauvine (shit, shit)
Watch my shit resurface like it's low tide
Lift the dead up out my closet, a skeletal on me marching
The feds they can all be watching as I turn this shit into a profit
I'll be honest, how can anyone be honest
When everyone has personas so different when the line’s on us?
Time to speak for anxiety to creep
For the quiet in yo mind to drown out all that you can think
Realize yo hands are tied just like the tongue behind yo teeth
See the red up in my eyes and you know you about to bleed
I done made some big mistakes but still I'm not feeling human
Made an end to you and me and so I'm through it, assuming
You think I'd be used to this, Dubich facing Anubis
As I'm face to face with death I be like “come on, let's do it”
Yeah let's run it for all of the times that I want it
Lost count, deep in the hundreds
Smile on my mouth with a square like a punnett
Niggas love it when you plummet, no discussion
So disgusting, smell so loud walking in the function
You don't have a heart, nor the gumption
Phony motherfuckers always on that fuckshit
All my niggas go batshit, but we on the same page, sklat shit
We gon be spinnin 4 times, fuck a hat-trick
Smokin symbiotes I'm talkin Drac shit