Demonic Duet
I'm the Orson Wells of the rap game
Word wizardry will paint a picture deep in your brain frame
My debut album about to be my Citizen Kane
The sky is all I see sitting on an ocean of dream
Built off of rain going to connect to rivers and streams
Conduit about to bring water to this continent
Drink it up let the sinners wash in it
Too much pride like Walter White
Never took a handout even if it was from family
I'm good rather sleep on the street than have to ask twice
Put your hands on me and lose your life
Even if I'm asleep I'm faster with the knife
Clay pigeons and men blue eyed and inbred aim is built in
Never think about losing I only play to win
Sometimes I'm surprised but usually it is them
My baby son died in a gang hit
So, I draped him all wearing Versace diamond rings has drip drip
As they lowered his dead baby body into the casket
Then the casket to the ground
He never even made a sound
Coffin so expensive you couldn't even afford a single board
Gotta keep the clout go talk shit on SoundCloud and Instagram
That's what important keep your ego in mind
Levitate over the dumb shit
Think a little higher (What the hell is this)
Numb to the petty shit resolve
When I aim which is only after I rigged the game to win
Casket had to be closed because his face was blown
But hit fit was designer hand sewn
Fuck you I'll kill you
I'm in your head got to kill yourself
I will
Do it
Word wizardry will paint a picture deep in your brain frame
My debut album about to be my Citizen Kane
The sky is all I see sitting on an ocean of dream
Built off of rain going to connect to rivers and streams
Conduit about to bring water to this continent
Drink it up let the sinners wash in it
Too much pride like Walter White
Never took a handout even if it was from family
I'm good rather sleep on the street than have to ask twice
Put your hands on me and lose your life
Even if I'm asleep I'm faster with the knife
Clay pigeons and men blue eyed and inbred aim is built in
Never think about losing I only play to win
Sometimes I'm surprised but usually it is them
My baby son died in a gang hit
So, I draped him all wearing Versace diamond rings has drip drip
As they lowered his dead baby body into the casket
Then the casket to the ground
He never even made a sound
Coffin so expensive you couldn't even afford a single board
Gotta keep the clout go talk shit on SoundCloud and Instagram
That's what important keep your ego in mind
Levitate over the dumb shit
Think a little higher (What the hell is this)
Numb to the petty shit resolve
When I aim which is only after I rigged the game to win
Casket had to be closed because his face was blown
But hit fit was designer hand sewn
Fuck you I'll kill you
I'm in your head got to kill yourself
I will
Do it
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Caudill
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