Shit Talkin'
Evil overlord like Megatron, run a fucking marathon
Hope I'm long gone when the shit pops off
Your homies act like they tough, in their own mirror they buff
They've never been in a situation to use their fists against someone who's got the right stuff
You calling my bluff, you getting fucked up
From cast to casket you on my blacklist, ain't no fast tracking
You suffer slowly maybe think twice about my block and what it does to phonies
With my homies making rap tracks
Maybe one day it'll turn into some fat stacks
I need some cold hard cash
I need some sticky hash
Also I probably need a doctor or some shit I don't know no more
Yo
Yo
Yeah, I don't know no more
Yo
Yeah, I don't know
You be confusing me, your morals keep on losing me thought I was the toxic one but you had the gun
You pulled the trigger faster than I could ever think or quiver at the thought of a bigger situation that escalated quicker into homicide
Do or die
No ride or die no more
The trust was crumbled up like paper it can never reform back to itself
It just like what you did to me I'm just an empty shell
Of the Deadzy persona I made so long ago, my dreams they still be staying afloat
I'm living them, aside from the negativity I be getting with them
Shut the fuck up, I'm pursuing something
While you stay doin nothin, you talk yo shit but face to face boy you start running
We start running after, best believe we run faster
Pulling up beside your asses, leave you, bruised beside the grass bitch, hah
Leave you bruised, beside the grass bitch, ha
Hope I'm long gone when the shit pops off
Your homies act like they tough, in their own mirror they buff
They've never been in a situation to use their fists against someone who's got the right stuff
You calling my bluff, you getting fucked up
From cast to casket you on my blacklist, ain't no fast tracking
You suffer slowly maybe think twice about my block and what it does to phonies
With my homies making rap tracks
Maybe one day it'll turn into some fat stacks
I need some cold hard cash
I need some sticky hash
Also I probably need a doctor or some shit I don't know no more
Yo
Yo
Yeah, I don't know no more
Yo
Yeah, I don't know
You be confusing me, your morals keep on losing me thought I was the toxic one but you had the gun
You pulled the trigger faster than I could ever think or quiver at the thought of a bigger situation that escalated quicker into homicide
Do or die
No ride or die no more
The trust was crumbled up like paper it can never reform back to itself
It just like what you did to me I'm just an empty shell
Of the Deadzy persona I made so long ago, my dreams they still be staying afloat
I'm living them, aside from the negativity I be getting with them
Shut the fuck up, I'm pursuing something
While you stay doin nothin, you talk yo shit but face to face boy you start running
We start running after, best believe we run faster
Pulling up beside your asses, leave you, bruised beside the grass bitch, hah
Leave you bruised, beside the grass bitch, ha
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