The Schism
I got the mind to walk
Ain't got no time to talk
I don't stop
I'm a master of the rhythm
Give you 50 bars
And you still decide you want prison
Fuck with the vision
Listen
This is the schism
Where I end you wannabe MCs
Eat your beats and turn you into feces
Then flush you under the city streets
They try to take my credit from me
Bitch please
You couldn't get fresher air even if the free breeze
I been keepin' heat on my enemies like I'm sippin Antifreeze
If life givin' lemons then I squeeze
And make this lemonade
Smokin on some lemon haze
Blowin so much clouds
I don't need your shade
Never had a day off
They said fade
You need a break
Hell nah
My whole life I been puttin in work
Stomp filthy niggas like you back into the dirt
I merc a whole damn album
You can't even harm one verse
Get up on the beat
No need to rehearse
I just burst and disperse words that put bodies in the hearse
The name Fadeical- nah scratch that
Young Fade
You can see it written on the snapback
Patty cake
You niggas fake
Ain't no need to clap black
Life-life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Well why you acting like a bitch when you tryna talk tough
This hydroponics
Am I Demonic?
Know that you can't keep it a hundred
Smokin that chronic
Yeah I'm on it
Dropping hard verses like that shit is atomic
Yeah I brought it
I'm slamming down these lyrics like it's gin and tonic
And now I'm switching the topic cuz I want to speak on other subjects
They be swatting at me like a fly
Even though a brother ain't got no buzz yet
They said I couldn't do it
But now they hatin because I does it
Told me I won't ever get paid
I said fuck a budget
All the niggas that hear this shit ain't gonna love it
But I keep my positivity
Yes the hate I stay above it
I slay and they love it
I fuckin love it
If you hate it you can shove it up your ass
Get the fuck up off of my dick so I can make this cash
The beat stay furious and the flows just come 2 Fast
One foot on the gas
I shakespeare and shook spheres you circles squaring up to Heptagon
You shook here
The look in your eyes is pure fear
I snipe flows and shotgun beers
You the boyband so niggas already know you fierce
Like a 7 year old
I'm the devil you know
But I'm also Jehovah
But I don't have a witness
You on my hitlist
I haven't seen this many bitches
Since the dogs on my birthday card that I got last Christmas
I'm an Eagle
You niggas little fishes
Hit you with the oxyclean
And you get done like some dishes
Ain't got no time to talk
I don't stop
I'm a master of the rhythm
Give you 50 bars
And you still decide you want prison
Fuck with the vision
Listen
This is the schism
Where I end you wannabe MCs
Eat your beats and turn you into feces
Then flush you under the city streets
They try to take my credit from me
Bitch please
You couldn't get fresher air even if the free breeze
I been keepin' heat on my enemies like I'm sippin Antifreeze
If life givin' lemons then I squeeze
And make this lemonade
Smokin on some lemon haze
Blowin so much clouds
I don't need your shade
Never had a day off
They said fade
You need a break
Hell nah
My whole life I been puttin in work
Stomp filthy niggas like you back into the dirt
I merc a whole damn album
You can't even harm one verse
Get up on the beat
No need to rehearse
I just burst and disperse words that put bodies in the hearse
The name Fadeical- nah scratch that
Young Fade
You can see it written on the snapback
Patty cake
You niggas fake
Ain't no need to clap black
Life-life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
Well why you acting like a bitch when you tryna talk tough
This hydroponics
Am I Demonic?
Know that you can't keep it a hundred
Smokin that chronic
Yeah I'm on it
Dropping hard verses like that shit is atomic
Yeah I brought it
I'm slamming down these lyrics like it's gin and tonic
And now I'm switching the topic cuz I want to speak on other subjects
They be swatting at me like a fly
Even though a brother ain't got no buzz yet
They said I couldn't do it
But now they hatin because I does it
Told me I won't ever get paid
I said fuck a budget
All the niggas that hear this shit ain't gonna love it
But I keep my positivity
Yes the hate I stay above it
I slay and they love it
I fuckin love it
If you hate it you can shove it up your ass
Get the fuck up off of my dick so I can make this cash
The beat stay furious and the flows just come 2 Fast
One foot on the gas
I shakespeare and shook spheres you circles squaring up to Heptagon
You shook here
The look in your eyes is pure fear
I snipe flows and shotgun beers
You the boyband so niggas already know you fierce
Like a 7 year old
I'm the devil you know
But I'm also Jehovah
But I don't have a witness
You on my hitlist
I haven't seen this many bitches
Since the dogs on my birthday card that I got last Christmas
I'm an Eagle
You niggas little fishes
Hit you with the oxyclean
And you get done like some dishes
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Writer(s): Brandon Samuels
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