Remember

I'm an underground dweller

Verbally murdering these phony emcees
Then storing their bodies in a cellar

Gotta get my shit together

Eat the crow
And choke out on the feathers
I'll make a trendsetter
Turn to a bedwetter
Chilling in my throne
Composed of human leather
Set it up to self destruct
When anyone gets close for safe measures

Half steppers
Are bound to head out within stretchers

Roaming through my mind
As I walk through the rainy weather
My eyes the color of clifford
And getting redder

I'mma grab a buretta
And have myself a vendetta
Gotta get that cheddar
I aint talkin feta

With every day
I am getting better

And multiplying my efforts
Take a ride on my zephyr
Into my head or whatever

Don't ever be the pretender
I'm a mind bender

My intent to wreck the shop
Was in the agenda
Won't get anywhere playing
Only the role of the defender

I hit with the force
Of a thousand pounds of feathers
Gotta get that bread and butter
Not no ordinary mother fucker
Did I stutter?

Number one
Chief rocka
Never stopping
Once I start hip-hoppin'
Tryna get the party popping off
Like I tossed a molotov inro the cockpit

Fake fuckers get served
With a dropkick to the ribs

On some real shit

When it comes to that fake funk
I just don't feel it
Cause it doesn't even hit my spirit

Every lyric
That I'm kicking is from the heart when I rip it
I hit the rhythm
With a significantly
Different vision
Everytime that i kick it

I'm not the type of person
That you want to fuck with
In terms of pushing buttons

Never will I ever become corrupted
Cause you can't corrupt what you can't touch
I give absolutely no fucks

Oblivion's that kid
That you probably never heard of

But once you hear me murder these instrumentals
I know that you'll remember

I know that you'll remember...
I know that you'll remember...