Dat Element

My tongue is like a gun
And these words are my bullets son
When you hear that thing clap then I suggest you better run
I do it for the mills, I got a lot of time to kill
Piss em of and then
My tongue is like a gun
And these words are my bullets son
When you hear that thing clap then I suggest you better run
I do it for the mills, I got a lot of time to kill
Piss em of and then

Eat sleep cook a beat life on repeat
Like a fire fighter tryna catch the heat
People peep, peak a boo, preaching thru the beat
Dig six feet find the rappers I defeat
Ain't no stressing I reckon that most of us had enough of having it rough
Sick of rapidly huffing and puffing the dust
Doubling cups, up in the smoke,
Tired of trying to cope
My mind is wired to this music and it requires dope
Yo
Get em with the rhythm, I'll write me an algorithm,
I'll go hit em where they hidden, how can they escape (yeah)
It's in my genes I'm rocking denims rappers try me must be tripping
Cause they step into the ring and end up with a face (face like)
Face like Rocky did em, you get it
I spit the venom I'm deep in this bitch's rectum
Not to mention I keep a desert eagle for when they slippin'
I been eager to go evil like Joshua from lethal weapon
I'm just tryna say
Grammatical slaughter, I murder the language
Foreign invasion, I take every single fucking letter then hang it
Did my first song in my basement
Kicked a couple bass loops
Couple amazing verses now my mind is racing

My tongue is like a gun
And these words are my bullets son
When you hear that thing clap then I suggest you better run
I do it for the mills, I got a lot of time to kill
Piss em of and then
My tongue is like a gun
And these words are my bullets son
When you hear that thing clap then I suggest you better run
I do it for the mills, I got a lot of time to kill
Piss em of and then

Chasing sex and drugs, these cops and all they do is shoot
On my quest for love I think these black thoughts but never
Forget my roots
Still chasing that coupe
Tryna recoup
From my seclude
Tryna be that dude
I wrote so many bars it's hard to memorize it
Put a pack in his back that's how you energize him
I'm the truth better get to recognizing
Shit is all good til death beside him
Pride rectifying
I might clench the iron
Why ya set defying?
What ya raps defining?
Man I'm stress applying
Set up the mastering session
While the master in session
Man I'm acting like reverends
Man I'm pass the aggression
Just fucking admire
You chasing desires
Ain't even required
Used to fuck in a choir
Invincible, you lack principles
Spent a thou, man I get around
Professional, you just a clown
I pipe it down man I pipe it down

My tongue is like a gun
And these words are my bullets son
When you hear that thing clap then I suggest you better run
I do it for the mills, I got a lot of time to kill
Piss em of and then
My tongue is like a