Hell & Back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
In the right mind when I write rhymes now its mic time
Hulk smash onna track spitting quicker then I'm flash
Never singing but my Acappella is better you light like a feather
You can Forget her
I'll be spitting terror forever In any weather Popping like a Beretta
Levitate like Mary Poppins
Umbrella
Harry Potter like an owl dropping letters
On every corner like a seven eleven
My lyrics are are venom I tell em
Devilish lyrics don't listen to critics
When I spit it
Got you pop eyed like spinach
The crowd levitating like a game of quidditch
Ay
Ain't Thor but I'm Shocking like thunder going mental on the
Instrumentals
Now I'm bobbing heads like heavy mental
Never tried to be a rebel
But Im dancing with the devil
Never ever settle when I'm gripping on the pad and the pencil
The Bars steaming like a kettle and my
Flow is on different level
You like drama well
Step up in my castle
I'm a little rascal
I delivered like a parcel
Shady like I'm Marshal
Get served like a meal
King of the hill
Was never was interested in robbing no tills
Nah, I'm rapping for the bills
I ain't the one to be blamed
If you can't handle the heat than stay away from the flame
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Ripping a billy im hidden like gillie I'm feeling real silly
I'm dreaming of killing it
Back to the billy I'm grilling it
The flow smooth like Jacksons moonwalk
But I put more thriller in it Where my cup I'm refilling it
The mic I'm gripping it
Spitting harder then psychedelics I'm making you trip on it
I'm putting the beat on repeat
Then I'm jumping on the track
Guess Im just an athlete
Shoutout to Rhianna when I work work
Never gonna flop songs popping like a glock never catch me injecting
A rock
Nah
Spin a track
Like a frisbee
Trying to make a hit see
I got more chill then a hippie
So you can try and diss me
Bulking with the bars just to get Bigger
Bigger dreams like big figures and digits so I can kick it
Clashing up the mic like a titan
Wreaking up the stage get the whole crowd vibing
living down under rock Nike tick like a tick on the clock
It Got you jumping out your socks
Ay
Jumping on the Mike fuck up your ear like Tyson
When life gets hard we keep on fighting
Shock like lightening
Make em froth like beer
Make em
Drip drip drip like tears
Ay
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Ay
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
In the right mind when I write rhymes now its mic time
Hulk smash onna track spitting quicker then I'm flash
Never singing but my Acappella is better you light like a feather
You can Forget her
I'll be spitting terror forever In any weather Popping like a Beretta
Levitate like Mary Poppins
Umbrella
Harry Potter like an owl dropping letters
On every corner like a seven eleven
My lyrics are are venom I tell em
Devilish lyrics don't listen to critics
When I spit it
Got you pop eyed like spinach
The crowd levitating like a game of quidditch
Ay
Ain't Thor but I'm Shocking like thunder going mental on the
Instrumentals
Now I'm bobbing heads like heavy mental
Never tried to be a rebel
But Im dancing with the devil
Never ever settle when I'm gripping on the pad and the pencil
The Bars steaming like a kettle and my
Flow is on different level
You like drama well
Step up in my castle
I'm a little rascal
I delivered like a parcel
Shady like I'm Marshal
Get served like a meal
King of the hill
Was never was interested in robbing no tills
Nah, I'm rapping for the bills
I ain't the one to be blamed
If you can't handle the heat than stay away from the flame
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Ripping a billy im hidden like gillie I'm feeling real silly
I'm dreaming of killing it
Back to the billy I'm grilling it
The flow smooth like Jacksons moonwalk
But I put more thriller in it Where my cup I'm refilling it
The mic I'm gripping it
Spitting harder then psychedelics I'm making you trip on it
I'm putting the beat on repeat
Then I'm jumping on the track
Guess Im just an athlete
Shoutout to Rhianna when I work work
Never gonna flop songs popping like a glock never catch me injecting
A rock
Nah
Spin a track
Like a frisbee
Trying to make a hit see
I got more chill then a hippie
So you can try and diss me
Bulking with the bars just to get Bigger
Bigger dreams like big figures and digits so I can kick it
Clashing up the mic like a titan
Wreaking up the stage get the whole crowd vibing
living down under rock Nike tick like a tick on the clock
It Got you jumping out your socks
Ay
Jumping on the Mike fuck up your ear like Tyson
When life gets hard we keep on fighting
Shock like lightening
Make em froth like beer
Make em
Drip drip drip like tears
Ay
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Ay
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
Hell and back
She knows I'm just spitting
Facts grinding on my dacks leading her to
Hell and back
Hell and back
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Writer(s): Joshua Barone
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