Slasher
Hey everybody I'm back, had to go
Put my life back on track
Stackin' the notes
Cut friends off like lumberjack, axe throw
Now I'm living better
Here's a fun fact, did you know
That I'm a slasher
Not just a rapper
I don't just go slow, I go faster
The more I go up, they fall down the ladder
My progress is drastic like before and after
I got tricks up my sleeve
Here's a treat
I get cavities when I rap
It's too sweet
All these wannabe rappers dream to kill a beat
Too bad they're not me
Nightmare on Elm Street
Yelling at the mic until I start to dry heave
Pouring my emotions until I'm free
Will I ever change? That's unlikely
Feels like I'm goin' up on a elevator slightly
There's another floor, I'm off
To a path of success that y'all aren't on, uh
On a different level that y'all don't know
I've been slept on, tempur-pedic pillow
In my will it says I'm a wordsmith, Willow
Remember who you're talking to dumb lil hoe
I'm that young black boy who could kill a show
You're addicted to my Venom, call me Widow
Everything is looking up
Got a queen
Give no fucks
Coppin green its a must
Bombin beats
Live and love
Prophecy in the cut
Imma need winter gloves
Because I demolish every single beat
At negative three fucking degrees
Freezing you up
I been a Beast but I kept it Loki cuz of my trust
My skin is made of Iron Man I'm marvelous
It's my life, I choose like I inhaled dust, huh
Bitch I barely breathe
I've been dead before, so who's scaring me
The chances of death tryna marry me
Is like saying I'd get a hooker on Cherry Street
I make this heat just to burry beats
The last one to beef, it was their retreat
They started poppin' off, their name was very clean
Now all I hear is silence cuz I murdered the weak
I went to cook it but I baked it up
Now I have all these people sleeping wakin' up
All the closest one to me show the fakest love
But they won't bring me down because I'm facing up
At the stars goin' hard
I know that I'll go far
I'm gunna fight my way to the top, imma spar
Even though life's a gamble I'm flippin' the cards
I bet that I'll win but you still disregard
The fact that I bounce back with every track
I got confidence, that's something that you lack
I made accomplishments, used to be so damn whack
Then gained consciousness, now I got love and stacks
Most of you envy
Some of you hate me, some of you friendly
Probably because I used to be so empty
Now I'm happy and I'm just in my twenties
I'm here and there, I'm anywhere
Up in your dreams, all of your nightmares
I'm everywhere, under your stairs
I feel your fear, you breathe for air
You're screamin' scared, I leave the lair
Retrieve the pair of cleaver shears
Proceed to feed on all your muthafuckin' fear
Don't fall asleep don't make a peep or I'll be here
And if you do, you better say a prayer
Put my life back on track
Stackin' the notes
Cut friends off like lumberjack, axe throw
Now I'm living better
Here's a fun fact, did you know
That I'm a slasher
Not just a rapper
I don't just go slow, I go faster
The more I go up, they fall down the ladder
My progress is drastic like before and after
I got tricks up my sleeve
Here's a treat
I get cavities when I rap
It's too sweet
All these wannabe rappers dream to kill a beat
Too bad they're not me
Nightmare on Elm Street
Yelling at the mic until I start to dry heave
Pouring my emotions until I'm free
Will I ever change? That's unlikely
Feels like I'm goin' up on a elevator slightly
There's another floor, I'm off
To a path of success that y'all aren't on, uh
On a different level that y'all don't know
I've been slept on, tempur-pedic pillow
In my will it says I'm a wordsmith, Willow
Remember who you're talking to dumb lil hoe
I'm that young black boy who could kill a show
You're addicted to my Venom, call me Widow
Everything is looking up
Got a queen
Give no fucks
Coppin green its a must
Bombin beats
Live and love
Prophecy in the cut
Imma need winter gloves
Because I demolish every single beat
At negative three fucking degrees
Freezing you up
I been a Beast but I kept it Loki cuz of my trust
My skin is made of Iron Man I'm marvelous
It's my life, I choose like I inhaled dust, huh
Bitch I barely breathe
I've been dead before, so who's scaring me
The chances of death tryna marry me
Is like saying I'd get a hooker on Cherry Street
I make this heat just to burry beats
The last one to beef, it was their retreat
They started poppin' off, their name was very clean
Now all I hear is silence cuz I murdered the weak
I went to cook it but I baked it up
Now I have all these people sleeping wakin' up
All the closest one to me show the fakest love
But they won't bring me down because I'm facing up
At the stars goin' hard
I know that I'll go far
I'm gunna fight my way to the top, imma spar
Even though life's a gamble I'm flippin' the cards
I bet that I'll win but you still disregard
The fact that I bounce back with every track
I got confidence, that's something that you lack
I made accomplishments, used to be so damn whack
Then gained consciousness, now I got love and stacks
Most of you envy
Some of you hate me, some of you friendly
Probably because I used to be so empty
Now I'm happy and I'm just in my twenties
I'm here and there, I'm anywhere
Up in your dreams, all of your nightmares
I'm everywhere, under your stairs
I feel your fear, you breathe for air
You're screamin' scared, I leave the lair
Retrieve the pair of cleaver shears
Proceed to feed on all your muthafuckin' fear
Don't fall asleep don't make a peep or I'll be here
And if you do, you better say a prayer
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Zevetchin
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