Head Drop

Wreck it, on record, i break it apart
I break it down to the quark
Do not mistake me with art, i'm too sharp
I leave the dust in the dust i work hard
Work till the dusk mix too much with the dawn
Work till i'm dust, like that's, one way to earn
Boy ya'll came such a long way from my sperm
Stay on my terms, i don't just play on my turn

I don't leave room for none of that payback
Gimmie my room, my money, my paycheck
Must feel safe, "it's funny you say that"
Uh "you run it? you funny, you stay that"
Maniac, bayonet
Get you stabbed and sprayed at
Take that
Clips on playback
Push ya head
8 track
Way back
Nigga i go
Beyond infinity
I got hexes on my enemies
All my exes probably still in to me
Way too sick, no cure, no remedy
I had guns before they got trendy
Coming from where you cant have too many
I had guns cause i had to
Barely made it alive out of highschool really

Wreck it, on record, i break it apart
I break it down to the quark
Do not mistake me with art, i'm too sharp
I leave the dust in the dust i work hard
Work till the dusk mix too much with the dawn
Work till i'm dust, like that's, one way to earn
Boy ya'll came such a long way from my sperm
Stay on my terms, i don't just play on my turn



Credits
Writer(s): Tyre King
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