[Verse 1]
You might wanna retire and cancel your prior plans
See, I’m the guy that ran diabolical virus strands into your diaphragm
A hired man that strikes at the slightest glance
Wrote an entire pamphlet with spiders and fire ants biting my writing hand
See, I’m the dude they come to pay homage to, non-fungible
And so phenomenal I can follow you from in front of you
No trauma’s comparable to what I’ma do
If you wanna move, I’ll pummel you with ten 21 kilometer chronicles
My wondrous lung function is conjugal
Your stomach will look like vomited ramen noodles from the moment I’m done with you
With my tongue as the noose, I done hung a few
A connoissеur of sonic use
I promise you gonna feel me likе Donahue
When I was first born and rehearsed, I would run furlongs and thirty foot verticals with a two hundred pound shirt on
No slacking up when I’m bringing it hard as I can
I can dap you up and snatch fingerprints off of your hand
I say to thee it wouldn’t pay to be rating me unfavorably
Creatively, I’m so elevated heights are afraid of me
Instantaneous sole eraser left bodies with vacancies in a sacred cave sedated with crates of pages encasing me
Show you my pedigree, get in a spelling bee
And successfully spell each word without the judge telling me what the hell it be
Got busted for the subjects I publish
‘Cause his corpse was so torched and corrupted that the mortician was reluctant to touch it
[Hook]
Acting like they be ready for war but they don’t really want it
All that talking and yelling and flexing, I’ma kill him for it
Any level I’ve ever been on in life, you’re three below it
He laughing and walking around in danger, he don’t even know it
(that boy don't even know it)
You might wanna retire and cancel your prior plans
See, I’m the guy that ran diabolical virus strands into your diaphragm
A hired man that strikes at the slightest glance
Wrote an entire pamphlet with spiders and fire ants biting my writing hand
See, I’m the dude they come to pay homage to, non-fungible
And so phenomenal I can follow you from in front of you
No trauma’s comparable to what I’ma do
If you wanna move, I’ll pummel you with ten 21 kilometer chronicles
My wondrous lung function is conjugal
Your stomach will look like vomited ramen noodles from the moment I’m done with you
With my tongue as the noose, I done hung a few
A connoissеur of sonic use
I promise you gonna feel me likе Donahue
When I was first born and rehearsed, I would run furlongs and thirty foot verticals with a two hundred pound shirt on
No slacking up when I’m bringing it hard as I can
I can dap you up and snatch fingerprints off of your hand
I say to thee it wouldn’t pay to be rating me unfavorably
Creatively, I’m so elevated heights are afraid of me
Instantaneous sole eraser left bodies with vacancies in a sacred cave sedated with crates of pages encasing me
Show you my pedigree, get in a spelling bee
And successfully spell each word without the judge telling me what the hell it be
Got busted for the subjects I publish
‘Cause his corpse was so torched and corrupted that the mortician was reluctant to touch it
[Hook]
Acting like they be ready for war but they don’t really want it
All that talking and yelling and flexing, I’ma kill him for it
Any level I’ve ever been on in life, you’re three below it
He laughing and walking around in danger, he don’t even know it
(that boy don't even know it)
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