Feels Like Knives

Ay
Yo
Ya, ya, ya

It feels like there's knives in the back of me
Cause these backstabbers are attacking me
Give them a second to hate you they'll do it happily
Slimy little bitches is all they'll ever be
Up on cloud 9 feeling so heavenly
Cause this shits my destiny

Step forward I'll leave you paralysed
Cause I have all these guys
Wanna get a feature from me
But they don't like the sound I try
To spit across, they say it's dry

But you can never replace the man
He's getting the hand
Watching him end
Burning the ant
Because the heat I'm magnifying is burning the sand
That his stepping in

I'm on to the fakes
Stomping their plates
Cause their hungry I'm crossing their names
Then washing their face
Their giving me a dirty look
So I'm popping their hate

Track them with a sniper
Over the counter, geiger
Radiation kill em Micheal Myers

Never wanna be showed up
One hand bandit that cold cut
Try to role us
But my Rolex is all blood

And my status
So happy like Facebook my palace
Turn you upside down on axis
When I get my axes

Wait pg creeping up behind me
I'm hiding
But I'm designing
Distancing for it the virus
Call it a crisis
Get infected leave ya lifeless

Had snakes for friends so I cut the grass
Saw who really beside me so I'm popping fast
And bombing ya's
They don't know my chopping craft

Comes straight from techa ninna
Call me a reaper
Taking these souls to hell forever sleeper
Try to get a feature
2K behind you for my peeper
Going at the speed of light they getting them seizures
The paper getting greener
My rhymes are slightly obscene
But for the cash I'm a mean green fighting machine

It Feels like there's knives in the back of me
Cause these backstabbers are attacking me
Give them a second to hate you, they'll do it happily
Slimy little bitches is all they'll ever be
Up on cloud 9 feeling so heavenly
Cause this shits my destiny

Uhh Hold up
Enough
Everybody really wanna show us they're tough
But when I buss
I will be making people break their trust

So when I break into your conglomerate
It'll be a none debate
They'll be losing brains
Cause there will be a hole in it
Like I dug their graves

On the attack
Going crazy nuts like I'm Celiac
Your really whack
Cause these moles really wanna stab your back
Thought they had it but they made me their welcome mat
Always brushing their feet all over me, so I unload the mag
Made them the first page in the article because I'm really cracked They peer me rap
About to be manslaughter cause they didn't see me snap

Yuh First degree up in this bitch like I'm going to college
Cause I got the knowledge
To reek carnage
I gotta lot of venom to make you my hostage
This is my house so shut the fuck up and eat your porridge
Goldilock looking bitch

It feels like there's knives in the back of me
Cause these backstabbers are attacking me
Give them a second to hate you they'll do it happily
Slimy little bitches is all they'll ever be
Up on cloud 9 feeling so heavenly
Cause this shits my destiny

Yuh this shits my destiny
It feels like there's knives in the back of me
Cause these backstabbers are attacking me
Give them a second to hate you they'll do it happily
Slimy little bitches is all they'll ever be
Up on cloud 9 feeling so heavenly
Cause this shits my destiny
It feels like there's knives in the back of me

Cause these backstabbers are attacking me
Give them a second to hate you they'll do it happily
Yeah give them a second they'll do it happily



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Writer(s): Tarron Moore
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