FL4SH

Energy flowing through all of my veins
Power don't come from the Bible
I am a demon in King's skin
Standing tall, I'm looking like Eiffel
Book smarts really ain't a joke if you practice 'em like a recital
And the way that I'm hitting' you with these bars leave you critical
But I be vital

Yes I'm a big dude, but I'm 17
I don't mean to surprise you
I carry the darkhold, so to stay out my way is what I advise you
Heavy spittin', bars are written, mind is splittin'
With nobody to cry to
So I Stab ya back instead, and like Tyson said, stupid 'It's spinal'

I got that Jimmety Cricket who really be spillin' the blood of an enemy for men to see the power of a bug
Little small guy with a Glock 9 like a Fall Guy
Tall guy, heavy hittin' right in the small eye
I try to go and fix up my flow
But my people know that I do not show
Remorse to the bros with tags on they toes and casket that glows
That's facts

Huh
Tis I, he chose
Yo body froze
Skin peelin' slow
Fall like a rose
Into the earth, you decompose
New body grows like that
Yuh

Hey, Hey
And I'm back at it again
Rhymes flow from the cranium
Shawty really bad and she doin' backflips like we was in a gymnasium
Aint got dough to flex on the gram
Flexin the debit or credit
But give me my credit, cuz all I be spittin' be adding bank into my debit

Yeah, I said it
But nobody woke enough to understand that those who get will get it
People who hate need to quit it
I ain't got a shot to give besides my fist into ya limbs
And I bet it
Ya ignorant, I don't sweat it
My power show, ya regret it
Steppin' heavy, dressin' messy
Mind go crazy, and you know that I let it (Huh)

Yuh