Back On My Shit
I been back on my shit, when I bat never miss
I been writin' a list, y'all are makin' me sick when the shit blows up
Any video with the styrofoam and a chrome-dipped pole
When in rome, hit his dome, givin' syndromes
Fist hits face like a metronome
Tick tick tick tick
Hit 'em so hard that he turn to a gnome
Breakin' bones, breakin' brains, I been fucked up mane
Chained to a drain, kept me in pain, nothin' to gain
But I wax and I wane with the face of the moon
I thrash like a monsoon, scream like a baboon
Mask like a raccoon, hit 'em with a harpoon
You can't touch me boo-boo, your rappin' sound like doo-doo
I just got this two-two, just enough to wound you
Place the spoon with the gloves
No ID that's based on touch, ".gov" the cause of this death
A subtle nudge towards the feeling of an empty cup
Say wassup when you see me in the club
Bottle poppin', sack coppin', tab droppin'
Knee knockin', pussy throbbin'
See the homies in the corner noddin'
Yeah they just people too, but man do they bring down the fuckin' room
So go and pop it, lock it
Do the stanky leg, hit the whip
I been feelin' ambition, I'm starting up my mission
Ain't no head on this drive, bitch I gotta stay focused
At the Destination throat this, in my mansion
Man I'm Manson, you old bitch
I'm fuckin' on your daughter and her daughter
Takin' down this game like I'm Samson
They cut my locks and stole my eyes
Never thought I'd be drivin' blind
Don't look back, never caught, made of salt
Runnin' out of time and it's all my fault
Takin' my meds, drink 'em down with the malt
Face In the asphalt, winnin' what I sought
Got my life in a halt, but I'm up and I fought
Wit the blood in my cough, got my shoulders brushed off like I'm Jay-Z
Bitch I feel amazing
You could never faze me
Yeah yeah
I'm poppin', I'm cappin', I'm sick of the rappin'
I happen, I tap in, I just wanna manage
I'm doin' the damage, it's to my advantage
I break up my cabbage, I'm huntin' the mammoth
I'll never see famine, I swim like a salmon across all the currents
You come to my crib and you best have a warrant
I ain't your parent, you do what you want
But it's very apparent that you would inherit
Bitch I am currently lookin' for clarity
Actin' out piracy, you don't got privacy
I want the currency, I am a rarity
Bitch you ain't scarin' me
What, you say you got three?
I'ma take your whole team
Burn the bodies, gasoline
So it seems
I went a little off the rails
These beats just never fail
Bringin' out the demons that I keep up in my cell
I'm going crazy (I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy)
Bring it back, bring it back
Calm it down, take ya meds
You been fucked in the head, don't make me 3-0-2 you
Who am I talkin' to, there ain't nobody in this room
I been searchin' to find the truth, I think this rampage is overdue
I been building it for a few, and it looms, I assume
I been sick since I was in the womb
Get it out with a shout
Grew a sprout, check it out
Let it out with the smoke
And I smoke till I choke with the smoke in my throat
And they call me a goat
Man I'm just ill
I been writin' a list, y'all are makin' me sick when the shit blows up
Any video with the styrofoam and a chrome-dipped pole
When in rome, hit his dome, givin' syndromes
Fist hits face like a metronome
Tick tick tick tick
Hit 'em so hard that he turn to a gnome
Breakin' bones, breakin' brains, I been fucked up mane
Chained to a drain, kept me in pain, nothin' to gain
But I wax and I wane with the face of the moon
I thrash like a monsoon, scream like a baboon
Mask like a raccoon, hit 'em with a harpoon
You can't touch me boo-boo, your rappin' sound like doo-doo
I just got this two-two, just enough to wound you
Place the spoon with the gloves
No ID that's based on touch, ".gov" the cause of this death
A subtle nudge towards the feeling of an empty cup
Say wassup when you see me in the club
Bottle poppin', sack coppin', tab droppin'
Knee knockin', pussy throbbin'
See the homies in the corner noddin'
Yeah they just people too, but man do they bring down the fuckin' room
So go and pop it, lock it
Do the stanky leg, hit the whip
I been feelin' ambition, I'm starting up my mission
Ain't no head on this drive, bitch I gotta stay focused
At the Destination throat this, in my mansion
Man I'm Manson, you old bitch
I'm fuckin' on your daughter and her daughter
Takin' down this game like I'm Samson
They cut my locks and stole my eyes
Never thought I'd be drivin' blind
Don't look back, never caught, made of salt
Runnin' out of time and it's all my fault
Takin' my meds, drink 'em down with the malt
Face In the asphalt, winnin' what I sought
Got my life in a halt, but I'm up and I fought
Wit the blood in my cough, got my shoulders brushed off like I'm Jay-Z
Bitch I feel amazing
You could never faze me
Yeah yeah
I'm poppin', I'm cappin', I'm sick of the rappin'
I happen, I tap in, I just wanna manage
I'm doin' the damage, it's to my advantage
I break up my cabbage, I'm huntin' the mammoth
I'll never see famine, I swim like a salmon across all the currents
You come to my crib and you best have a warrant
I ain't your parent, you do what you want
But it's very apparent that you would inherit
Bitch I am currently lookin' for clarity
Actin' out piracy, you don't got privacy
I want the currency, I am a rarity
Bitch you ain't scarin' me
What, you say you got three?
I'ma take your whole team
Burn the bodies, gasoline
So it seems
I went a little off the rails
These beats just never fail
Bringin' out the demons that I keep up in my cell
I'm going crazy (I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy)
Bring it back, bring it back
Calm it down, take ya meds
You been fucked in the head, don't make me 3-0-2 you
Who am I talkin' to, there ain't nobody in this room
I been searchin' to find the truth, I think this rampage is overdue
I been building it for a few, and it looms, I assume
I been sick since I was in the womb
Get it out with a shout
Grew a sprout, check it out
Let it out with the smoke
And I smoke till I choke with the smoke in my throat
And they call me a goat
Man I'm just ill
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Writer(s): Matthew Bellinger
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