Happy Casket

Take it how you want
Take it take it how you want
I'm not making this to flaunt
(No not making it to flaunt)
I make it 'cause it's just no other way I could go on
And I cannot let regret get in my head 'cause it will haunt

You two face, scum of the slums, I gave you power
Boots laced, running like blood, final hour
Light the powder, I devour clear the line
OG, Ice-T, Arnold Palmer with the lime
Leave a beat ripped and jacked: Arnold in his prime
You dumbbells get stacked, carnal with incline
Handles made of pear, harboring the nine
No sandals in my world, slipper in HI
Hey I'm
In Nebraska, Husk, tip the flask up
Flexing on these fools 'til my dudes hold my casket

Take it how you want
Take it take it how you want
I'm not making this to flaunt
(No not making it to flaunt)
I make it 'cause it's just no other way I could go on
And I cannot let regret get in my head 'cause it will haunt

Let the party begin, this pad and this pen
Keep filling up these pages and caskets again
Trying to repeat my lines cause detachments of chins
So many bars I feel like, I'm stashed in the pen
Verbally I murk mics with more vibe than dirt bikes
Each verse like the dude in the hood with a curved sight
Come be a witness and listen to rap's enigma
I'm dope as a pound of coke and you're trapped by wacky stigmas
On tracks I switch demeanors in fact, I'm actually meaner
Than cats who survived Katrina without any help from FEMA so
Bring it on I take a swing at any pitch
Make you dig what I spit enough to dig a ditch
I'm cool with a critic but haters can suck a dick
Like a lesbian nun these dudes can't fuck with Chris
If its drama involved I split like two aces
Some folks got more than just two but a few faces

Take it how you want
Take it take it how you want
I'm not making this to flaunt
(No not making it to flaunt)
I make it 'cause it's just no other way I could go on
And I cannot let regret get in my head 'cause it will haunt