Kickback
First thing out your mouth be negative
Settled it now I'm sitting back on sedatives
Turbo thrusting, until its dust
Gusts of wind will wind repetitive
Stone still staring, golem get em
Out of Canada, I'm a candidate
For this lesson, watch Hill bearing
Reaper's weapon
Date of birth cannon
Since my date of birth I been on one
Since I hit earth I been lost son Loch Ness
Hit a headshot from my hospice, no gun
I'm a vassal, I'm a shogun
When I get the message I feel nauseous smoke some
Feel nauseous, smoke some
I'm anxious smoke
I'm highly potent, actually broken, an oxymoron
Can't cover these wounds with Neosporin
Picture perfect, prison's my future, backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison's my future, backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison my future, backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison's my future, kickback with no mirror, it's on
Tech Deck bunk bed, right round the corner
I cop cigs, count it off the counter
Back then if you made a crack at my name, your back will be maimed
That's the end of that, Zaku
But those cursed times still on my neck, I do know seppuku
Yet don't want my life based off regret, oh oh what do I do
When the po-po supposed to help, straight jacket oh I'm a screw
Straight jacket, I'm a screw
Drive through a perfect picture, prison my future
Backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison my future
Backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison my future
Backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison's my future
Kickback with no mirror, it's on
They rile me up but it's Huey possible
That higher up there's no goody constable
If Huey knew it then I know I'll blow it
What do we do when they feel unstoppable
When I get to flowing I'm newly shockable
Keep it two Virgil's I'm highly prodigal, not a prodigy, mostly possible
I'll pop some bottles just to get it popping
It's the kyuubi kick back cuz we never stopping
In search of tail a beast a junchuriki
I'm a Zoldyck butler got these bodies all next to me
I'm feeling Killua chaotic, killing these kids with my comments
Dunk on these kids with my comets
Niggas is tiny smaller than my little foot
So many drinks in my body, it turned into roots
I know I ain't ready for liquor, these beers got me feining for swishers
I only smoke woods, I only feel good, just wanna drown in my hood
What about tomorrow
What about tomorrow
It's the kyuubi kick back cuz we never stopping
In search of tail a beast a junchuriki
Zoldyck butler got these bodies all next to me
I'm feeling Killua chaotic, killing these kids with my comments
Dunk on these kids with my comets
Niggas is tiny smaller than my little foot
So many drinks in my body, it turned into roots
I know I ain't ready for liquor, these beers got me feining for swishers
I only smoke woods, I only feel good, just wanna drown in my hood
Just wanna drown in my hood
Picture perfect rehabs
A spot to spot all my relapses
I got to make up my decap
Is that my rot is a recap
Of times, I'm right off the beeswax
I can't fix that I'm broken, relax
The block is hot, can't you see that
At night, that's right I'm a ThinkPad of rhymes
That writes off my kickbacks as crimes
It defines that my black
The fine's you can't take that
Grinding wings, it cured my ass
My watching list ain't with Degrass
Washing yo lids, it's filled with grass
What you have missed, it will not last
Watch how my hits blitz a new
Settled it now I'm sitting back on sedatives
Turbo thrusting, until its dust
Gusts of wind will wind repetitive
Stone still staring, golem get em
Out of Canada, I'm a candidate
For this lesson, watch Hill bearing
Reaper's weapon
Date of birth cannon
Since my date of birth I been on one
Since I hit earth I been lost son Loch Ness
Hit a headshot from my hospice, no gun
I'm a vassal, I'm a shogun
When I get the message I feel nauseous smoke some
Feel nauseous, smoke some
I'm anxious smoke
I'm highly potent, actually broken, an oxymoron
Can't cover these wounds with Neosporin
Picture perfect, prison's my future, backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison's my future, backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison my future, backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison's my future, kickback with no mirror, it's on
Tech Deck bunk bed, right round the corner
I cop cigs, count it off the counter
Back then if you made a crack at my name, your back will be maimed
That's the end of that, Zaku
But those cursed times still on my neck, I do know seppuku
Yet don't want my life based off regret, oh oh what do I do
When the po-po supposed to help, straight jacket oh I'm a screw
Straight jacket, I'm a screw
Drive through a perfect picture, prison my future
Backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison my future
Backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison my future
Backseat with no mirror
Picture perfect, prison's my future
Kickback with no mirror, it's on
They rile me up but it's Huey possible
That higher up there's no goody constable
If Huey knew it then I know I'll blow it
What do we do when they feel unstoppable
When I get to flowing I'm newly shockable
Keep it two Virgil's I'm highly prodigal, not a prodigy, mostly possible
I'll pop some bottles just to get it popping
It's the kyuubi kick back cuz we never stopping
In search of tail a beast a junchuriki
I'm a Zoldyck butler got these bodies all next to me
I'm feeling Killua chaotic, killing these kids with my comments
Dunk on these kids with my comets
Niggas is tiny smaller than my little foot
So many drinks in my body, it turned into roots
I know I ain't ready for liquor, these beers got me feining for swishers
I only smoke woods, I only feel good, just wanna drown in my hood
What about tomorrow
What about tomorrow
It's the kyuubi kick back cuz we never stopping
In search of tail a beast a junchuriki
Zoldyck butler got these bodies all next to me
I'm feeling Killua chaotic, killing these kids with my comments
Dunk on these kids with my comets
Niggas is tiny smaller than my little foot
So many drinks in my body, it turned into roots
I know I ain't ready for liquor, these beers got me feining for swishers
I only smoke woods, I only feel good, just wanna drown in my hood
Just wanna drown in my hood
Picture perfect rehabs
A spot to spot all my relapses
I got to make up my decap
Is that my rot is a recap
Of times, I'm right off the beeswax
I can't fix that I'm broken, relax
The block is hot, can't you see that
At night, that's right I'm a ThinkPad of rhymes
That writes off my kickbacks as crimes
It defines that my black
The fine's you can't take that
Grinding wings, it cured my ass
My watching list ain't with Degrass
Washing yo lids, it's filled with grass
What you have missed, it will not last
Watch how my hits blitz a new
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