Judgement Day

I wondered why love is rare
But Kindness is the common one
Livin in America
Losing to the comma guns
I don't wanna stress it
Put my feet up on the ottoman
I ain't really proud of it
The stress of it is obvious
The story in my eyes will tell you
Gravity defying shit
Any trap I'm eye'n it
Posin like a pioneer
Fuck yo invitations
Ima break your expectations
What the fuck is limitations?
I be achin' from impatience
Told my mama
Fuck an option
See a future for the takin
I ain't falling short of shit
Unless it's me
Who's too complacent

My heat raw savage sewage
Dirty and lucid these patterns that I'm enacting
On glass niggas is shattered
My cavern is only padded wit the finest of fabrics
I'm getting high in rotation like i was whipping my Saturn
My niggas in the back
Got Mint we rocking wit paddles
Leave some candy at the scene so you think it's sweet then we upping that heat
The oven is packing
We coven witches wit magic
Not scarlet my shit is blacker than berries
Capping at niggas who rocking colors it's tragic
My beats scream please remember me when it's blasting
Jolting it's got the rumbling
Achey stomach the drums that I'm bringing be embedded wit sum tums in it
Yo why you still grumbling
Didn't I show
All these niggas and bitches and hoes
How to be cold
That ice inside of my veins
Is colder than southern poles
You know a nigga is lost
Inside of money and clothes
They Call me Scrooge mc frost
The way I'm diving in snow
That platinum diamond and gold
Not fire that's from the stove
But ye and wheezy and hov
That shit that's coming in droves
I'm sending these niggas home
Like Covid did to my friends aquatintces
And my foes
I'm traveling down a road
Barley traveled
I might recite the raw hymns
My light is lost so my spark is from the flows
I write to spawn Riud
My self in sentences
I'm out this bitch
I'll let to beat live



Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Davey, Markus Butler
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