[Verse 1]
It's one for the nigga underestimating me
(Pop, pop) Conversation ain't the way to be
(Pop, pop, pop) You ain't getting your ass up
Your men was there, now they chillin' in intensive care (WHAT)
I'll throw sheets over the bodies or your peeps
The autopsy will never be complete
No matter how many deep, I gather the beef
My meat cleaver sharp, ready to battlin' feat
I stay hungry, I eat anything standing in front of me
I'm nothing but a cannibal, I'm throwing up your arteries (Bleugh)
If you an artist please, remember these things
Never mix your creativity with your Desert E'
'Cause it'll be another mystery where you niggas be
You're history, bullets in your body like antihistamines
You niggas probably pissed at me, I give 'em three
And you really be pissing out of your knees, literally
I'm a centrepiece of a murderer, holding an A.K
Your sculpture standing next to a vulture and the prey
You men can say, whatever you wanna say
Don't get it twisted with what you meant to say, bitches getting lynched today
My artillery's with me, I never leave my shit an inch away
And my vest is made outta flesh
I send a grenade with no first-aid, a pyro
Watchin' your burst flames maniacal when lighters thrown
It's one for the nigga underestimating me
(Pop, pop) Conversation ain't the way to be
(Pop, pop, pop) You ain't getting your ass up
Your men was there, now they chillin' in intensive care (WHAT)
I'll throw sheets over the bodies or your peeps
The autopsy will never be complete
No matter how many deep, I gather the beef
My meat cleaver sharp, ready to battlin' feat
I stay hungry, I eat anything standing in front of me
I'm nothing but a cannibal, I'm throwing up your arteries (Bleugh)
If you an artist please, remember these things
Never mix your creativity with your Desert E'
'Cause it'll be another mystery where you niggas be
You're history, bullets in your body like antihistamines
You niggas probably pissed at me, I give 'em three
And you really be pissing out of your knees, literally
I'm a centrepiece of a murderer, holding an A.K
Your sculpture standing next to a vulture and the prey
You men can say, whatever you wanna say
Don't get it twisted with what you meant to say, bitches getting lynched today
My artillery's with me, I never leave my shit an inch away
And my vest is made outta flesh
I send a grenade with no first-aid, a pyro
Watchin' your burst flames maniacal when lighters thrown
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