Growth Stunt
When I state the predicate, I mean that shit
You better get up off your ass and out this town, go show some etiquette
Medicine up in my cabinet, I keep it separate from pryin' eyes
I am not crazy, but I'm killin' for the hell of it
With the one inch punch
I'll give the ravens their lunch with the guts of foes who did bluffs
But could not keep their mouth shut for a goddamn second, so I hit with the blunt
Blunt force to a grunt, make a punk growth stunt
Growth stunt, stunt, stunt
Stuntin' on a bitch with my weapons, for the hunt
Colder than a lich when I make a soul jump from their fuckin' body with the shotty when I pump
I'll make ya
Growth stunt, stunt, stunt
Stuntin' on a bitch with my weapons, for the hunt
Colder than a lich when I make a soul jump from their fuckin' body with the shotty when I pump
I'll make ya growth stunt
Takin' my time when I'm doing my thang
I do not need to rush anything in the rain
I'm not gonna slip and fall to the grave
Seneca taught me how to keep my sane from all the mess, and chaos with the stress
But I am decapitatin' every test in the form of a swarm of my enemies
It's given me the drive to go on while ya mourn in ya dorm, where ya hide
You can run, you can sprint
But know that I will catch ya fall with a weapon in my hand
Take ya face and then I maul
You better get up off your ass and out this town, go show some etiquette
Medicine up in my cabinet, I keep it separate from pryin' eyes
I am not crazy, but I'm killin' for the hell of it
With the one inch punch
I'll give the ravens their lunch with the guts of foes who did bluffs
But could not keep their mouth shut for a goddamn second, so I hit with the blunt
Blunt force to a grunt, make a punk growth stunt
Growth stunt, stunt, stunt
Stuntin' on a bitch with my weapons, for the hunt
Colder than a lich when I make a soul jump from their fuckin' body with the shotty when I pump
I'll make ya
Growth stunt, stunt, stunt
Stuntin' on a bitch with my weapons, for the hunt
Colder than a lich when I make a soul jump from their fuckin' body with the shotty when I pump
I'll make ya growth stunt
Takin' my time when I'm doing my thang
I do not need to rush anything in the rain
I'm not gonna slip and fall to the grave
Seneca taught me how to keep my sane from all the mess, and chaos with the stress
But I am decapitatin' every test in the form of a swarm of my enemies
It's given me the drive to go on while ya mourn in ya dorm, where ya hide
You can run, you can sprint
But know that I will catch ya fall with a weapon in my hand
Take ya face and then I maul
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Writer(s): Richard Mclaughlin
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