[Verse 1: Subbot]
Kinda like CoreCivic, I got bars
Stay in your lane or skrr and I'll kindly escort you to the car scrapyard
I'm fire, I fire shots like a desert (eagle)
I make (green) while spippin (tee) in (club), my opponents are sub-(par)
When it comes to rap I'm a pro with the tools
40,000 volts so open your jaws wide
Lyrically torture you with morbid juice so you'll laugh at your ass raps
You think you funny? Nah, you ain't nitrous oxide
I tower over sky scrapers with anthropometrical dominance
The English Dictionary don't have enough ways to rhyme to balance with my competence
I'm not so frail, as most honest fails that pale in comparison to Subbot, rain hail (reign, heil)
I'm (train)ed in war that's why I at(track)t fеar when I go (off the rails)
Should I rap fast often? a good postman dеlivers many a message
So many targets, for my sake Earth needs to develop more weapons
More than a full class worth of rappers that need me to teach them (lessons)
I got more layers than a fat man's burger, more flows than a (school) of fish has fish
I don't even kill for fun, that shit's more like just a chore
Begging me to spare your life and I'm thinking "where the fuck is yours"
People online like to say touch grass, I'm still not certain of what that means
But most of y'all need to go outside, feel the greens then smoke some f#ing weed
I catch a body like a fireman with a safety trampoline "gotcha"
Most rappers a fall from grace, I don't let shit fly though
Think you (dope), [steering] into my [lane] like you (smoking something proper)
Still ain't in my (line) of sight, you know I'm going to take the (high) [road]
Cause these people can't even (lift up off the ground), like a penguin or an elephant
Most rappers a (fall) from grace, I don't let shit (fly) though
You can't even see me, it's a nice pretty sky though
I got murderous tendencies people tend to see only once
Sleep on me and I cast a spell of insomnia on ya
Hypocrites, these single lane roads tryna have it both ways
Actual bars, clap with pars, If we go (bar) for bar you'll get (wasted) and (pass)
Man wanna act like they are a lad in charge (Alladin) but i will not let that (fly) so take it back
Kinda like CoreCivic, I got bars
Stay in your lane or skrr and I'll kindly escort you to the car scrapyard
I'm fire, I fire shots like a desert (eagle)
I make (green) while spippin (tee) in (club), my opponents are sub-(par)
When it comes to rap I'm a pro with the tools
40,000 volts so open your jaws wide
Lyrically torture you with morbid juice so you'll laugh at your ass raps
You think you funny? Nah, you ain't nitrous oxide
I tower over sky scrapers with anthropometrical dominance
The English Dictionary don't have enough ways to rhyme to balance with my competence
I'm not so frail, as most honest fails that pale in comparison to Subbot, rain hail (reign, heil)
I'm (train)ed in war that's why I at(track)t fеar when I go (off the rails)
Should I rap fast often? a good postman dеlivers many a message
So many targets, for my sake Earth needs to develop more weapons
More than a full class worth of rappers that need me to teach them (lessons)
I got more layers than a fat man's burger, more flows than a (school) of fish has fish
I don't even kill for fun, that shit's more like just a chore
Begging me to spare your life and I'm thinking "where the fuck is yours"
People online like to say touch grass, I'm still not certain of what that means
But most of y'all need to go outside, feel the greens then smoke some f#ing weed
I catch a body like a fireman with a safety trampoline "gotcha"
Most rappers a fall from grace, I don't let shit fly though
Think you (dope), [steering] into my [lane] like you (smoking something proper)
Still ain't in my (line) of sight, you know I'm going to take the (high) [road]
Cause these people can't even (lift up off the ground), like a penguin or an elephant
Most rappers a (fall) from grace, I don't let shit (fly) though
You can't even see me, it's a nice pretty sky though
I got murderous tendencies people tend to see only once
Sleep on me and I cast a spell of insomnia on ya
Hypocrites, these single lane roads tryna have it both ways
Actual bars, clap with pars, If we go (bar) for bar you'll get (wasted) and (pass)
Man wanna act like they are a lad in charge (Alladin) but i will not let that (fly) so take it back
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