[Verse 1: Tengen Uzui (Rapknight)]
You won't find a finer Hashira, cleaner shit, I mop shit up
Demon head a sample, I’mma take that shit and chop it up
Oppositon screwed up in the head if they think they topping us
Don't need to be your number one, my bitches give me top enough
Remember the days with my dawgs in the trap
Now I'm visiting their graves, let em know that I got to the bag
Transcended to Kami in fact
Now I’m throwing festivals in their name till I join em in death
Yeah, but I ain't never panic
Racking up the bodies and then stock em in the attic
Fear is a disease and homie, I ain't ever had it
I'm a glacier, I can sink the whole Titanic
Pi-pi-pissed off, call my blades Jigsaw
Tear you to pieces, rip you apart, now you a Jigsaw
Please don't get it mixed up cause when I slide, slide
Somebody gon live, nah, somebody gon die, lil bitch
[Verse 2: Inosuke Hashibira (Mir Blackwell)]
What's the body count, pig headed nigga born gluttonous
Got me riding out, make em kick the buckets on my bucket list
What he tight about? His shorty just a demon, I'ma come for head
We gon fight it out, he said he keep a blade, but I'ma double it
I’ma pretty boy, homie from the country carry box like he a city boy
Tryna make a thriller, but it’s different in my city, boy
Dancing on my demons grave, I really roll with gritty boys
I'ma die a man and I won’t ever ask for pity, boy
I know some demon making mess of the streets
Contesting the peace, won't let to get no leverage on me
They want a verse and they expecting some heat
Cause I've already been splitting niggas up with the Breath of the Beast
They say the pig head man straight ignorant
He kinda like me, just a bore, so I don't give a shit
Tanjiro bitches give me head, but I ain’t intimate
Talking on the gang, got two reasons he should end this shit, bitch boy
You won't find a finer Hashira, cleaner shit, I mop shit up
Demon head a sample, I’mma take that shit and chop it up
Oppositon screwed up in the head if they think they topping us
Don't need to be your number one, my bitches give me top enough
Remember the days with my dawgs in the trap
Now I'm visiting their graves, let em know that I got to the bag
Transcended to Kami in fact
Now I’m throwing festivals in their name till I join em in death
Yeah, but I ain't never panic
Racking up the bodies and then stock em in the attic
Fear is a disease and homie, I ain't ever had it
I'm a glacier, I can sink the whole Titanic
Pi-pi-pissed off, call my blades Jigsaw
Tear you to pieces, rip you apart, now you a Jigsaw
Please don't get it mixed up cause when I slide, slide
Somebody gon live, nah, somebody gon die, lil bitch
[Verse 2: Inosuke Hashibira (Mir Blackwell)]
What's the body count, pig headed nigga born gluttonous
Got me riding out, make em kick the buckets on my bucket list
What he tight about? His shorty just a demon, I'ma come for head
We gon fight it out, he said he keep a blade, but I'ma double it
I’ma pretty boy, homie from the country carry box like he a city boy
Tryna make a thriller, but it’s different in my city, boy
Dancing on my demons grave, I really roll with gritty boys
I'ma die a man and I won’t ever ask for pity, boy
I know some demon making mess of the streets
Contesting the peace, won't let to get no leverage on me
They want a verse and they expecting some heat
Cause I've already been splitting niggas up with the Breath of the Beast
They say the pig head man straight ignorant
He kinda like me, just a bore, so I don't give a shit
Tanjiro bitches give me head, but I ain’t intimate
Talking on the gang, got two reasons he should end this shit, bitch boy
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