Development
On it like Cosby i get with the clique
Run with the shits when i spit it real quick
Wanna dis me you'll get the full script
Lay a 16 on ya ass don't flip
Got em bagged up like Bin Laden
Ill bag you up and your talking
Out my mind and i'm in Contact
You know that i'm fucking on one
People rapping like they got some xans
Everybody looking at me like i'm in a trans
Futuristic cerebellum when i cope with bans
Money making multi player when i make a grand
2k forest gang all the way stay out our way
Smoked up canyon fire about to start this fucking blaze
Hydro lava burst combustion flames burn off your face
Hazzy boy in a faze molten slayer outer space
This is the covenant run with it
Succubus sucking me up when i'm loading the blunderbuss
Fuck with us Hazzy goon serious meteorite crash landing on serious
Delirious internet try to connect i am not Eminem heavenly coming from energy
Enemies killing me money is sickening
Keep my soul pure while i drown out the tragidies
I am the reckoning
Where is my sanity
Flexing on everything
Hazzy goon deafening
I am the remedy
I am the reckoning
Where is my sanity
Flexing on everything
Hazzy goon deafening
I am the remedy
I am the reckoning
I don't fuck with you i have my plans
And my mouth is watering from my saliva glands
I know how to roll a blunt without using my hands
Choppa city when i'm grinding yeah that's for my fans
Replenish all my thoughts inside my cup
I'm about to pull through to the homies say whats up
Wanna fuck with hazzy then i'm gonna grab my gun
Ill release my lead in your house till your done
Coming right back with a trick kick flip
Mix that shit with a whisk then dip
Smoke good weed on a night wont miss
Wanna be me but my head is sick
Aye Hazzy who the fuck are ya real friends
I'm pretty sure they're dead in the head
Dead in the end just dead in the flesh
I'm just speaking with blood on my wrist
I'm out with the dead i'm in with the bread
Getting so sick i gotta be fed
Eating your guts it goes straight to my chest
Demons they run in a place where they twist
Found them in darkness i speak to the mist
Brought that shit down in the mix of the gist
Boy do not test me i come from the blessed
People rapping like they got some xans
Everybody looking at me like i'm in a trans
Futuristic cerebellum when i cope with bans
Money making multi player when i make a grand
Run with the shits when i spit it real quick
Wanna dis me you'll get the full script
Lay a 16 on ya ass don't flip
Got em bagged up like Bin Laden
Ill bag you up and your talking
Out my mind and i'm in Contact
You know that i'm fucking on one
People rapping like they got some xans
Everybody looking at me like i'm in a trans
Futuristic cerebellum when i cope with bans
Money making multi player when i make a grand
2k forest gang all the way stay out our way
Smoked up canyon fire about to start this fucking blaze
Hydro lava burst combustion flames burn off your face
Hazzy boy in a faze molten slayer outer space
This is the covenant run with it
Succubus sucking me up when i'm loading the blunderbuss
Fuck with us Hazzy goon serious meteorite crash landing on serious
Delirious internet try to connect i am not Eminem heavenly coming from energy
Enemies killing me money is sickening
Keep my soul pure while i drown out the tragidies
I am the reckoning
Where is my sanity
Flexing on everything
Hazzy goon deafening
I am the remedy
I am the reckoning
Where is my sanity
Flexing on everything
Hazzy goon deafening
I am the remedy
I am the reckoning
I don't fuck with you i have my plans
And my mouth is watering from my saliva glands
I know how to roll a blunt without using my hands
Choppa city when i'm grinding yeah that's for my fans
Replenish all my thoughts inside my cup
I'm about to pull through to the homies say whats up
Wanna fuck with hazzy then i'm gonna grab my gun
Ill release my lead in your house till your done
Coming right back with a trick kick flip
Mix that shit with a whisk then dip
Smoke good weed on a night wont miss
Wanna be me but my head is sick
Aye Hazzy who the fuck are ya real friends
I'm pretty sure they're dead in the head
Dead in the end just dead in the flesh
I'm just speaking with blood on my wrist
I'm out with the dead i'm in with the bread
Getting so sick i gotta be fed
Eating your guts it goes straight to my chest
Demons they run in a place where they twist
Found them in darkness i speak to the mist
Brought that shit down in the mix of the gist
Boy do not test me i come from the blessed
People rapping like they got some xans
Everybody looking at me like i'm in a trans
Futuristic cerebellum when i cope with bans
Money making multi player when i make a grand
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Montanarello
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