I think it's my time
To get up, rise and shine
So I perfected my lines
To supply the rhymes
Breakin' my spine
Just to sign the line
Now I got like nine dimes
Tryna buy my time
But I aint selling
I'm excelling
Past every one with rebellion
Discovering the world like Migellan
And I'm telling-
You I've waited long enough
I'm a bomb erupting
Your song it sucks
It smells like when ya butt stinks
Butt fuckin' the game
So long that it's bleedin'
Sluts suckin' for fame
But all they get is semen
I'm up, up in ya dame
And yes, I'm never leavin'
Must, must I explain-
I'm driven by my demons?
But I pray to God every night
Severing ties
With the Devil
And his meddling lies
Hell Enterprise
This Industry's a cash cow
So IF I cash out
Don't blame me for taking the fast route
If the chance shouts

If I die, before I wake
I pray to the Lord
My soul to take (3x)

Make this hobby a profession
Destined
For a miracle
I have the essence
Of a weapon
When I'm lyrical
Stuck in ya skin like a splinter
Cold as winter
I enter the room
And I'm about to dismember
You're Kurt Cobain, mane
And I'm the shot gun
Tell me who's gonna win?
Cause death isn't my option
Balls? Ya got none
Call it, call it castration
They fall and rot, son
When I'm, when I'm rap slangin'
Aint playin' no games
Up in this game
Seems funny
But I'm slayin' you lames
I came to bang
For money
People sayin' I've changed
I'm more deranged
No buddies
But I'm makin' my lane
For the fame
And more sunny
Days in my skies
Gettin' paid to be fly
Chasin' the high
Like I'm made for the flight
I'm takin' off like NASA
After a fuckin rap deal
Don't look or over pass ya
Boy tryna rap meals

If I die, before I wake
I pray to the Lord
My soul to take (3x) (2x)

I'mma gun you off your high horse
I'm suckin your life force
Out of ya head
With my pen
Now I'm able to write more
Dangerous
Your veins'll bust
When I wrap this cord around ya neck
And hang you up
You dangle brah
I speak the truth like Malcolm X
I have so many fans, man
It's hard to stay hot
So I barge in ya spot
Catch you off guard when you're not
Aware of it
Prepare a script
Or follow like a sheep
I scare ya kids
Like terrorists
You're hollow also bleak
I'm coming in swinging a sword
To even the score
I'm leaving the floor
Red with you
Scream a bit more
Feel like the Devil's on my shoulders
The weight's a ton of boulders
Looking for any kind of closure
Asking God to be the holder
Of my soul
Let it rest in peace and not in pieces
I know
That I'm blessed to be alive and breathing
I'm seeing
All my confidence rise
While you incompetent guys
Try to live dominant lives