Pkp
I'm living my life like I'm sick in the head
Thoughts of success got me chasing my death
Every show I throw gets shut down by feds
I sleep in my trunk
Yo, I don't own a bed
I don't got no time to lose
I don't got no time to sit around and wallow in blues
I'm just tryna eat man
I'm starving as fuck
Beans out the can, no spoon for some months
Bitches lookin' at me like I ain't shit
But when I hit the stage they be grabbin' they clit
Seph Nomad an ape like I'm King Kong
I don't manifest shit
Yo that take to long
Yo I need it now, got a fully loaded clip at your temple like
"Gimme all your loot man now!'
I'mma scream and shout 'till my hair fall out of my head
Yah I'm stressed as a bitch, man I ain't gone lie
All these rhymes pouring forth from my brain like tsunamis
Ain't ever been plain but if I had to be plane then I'm going Kamikaze!
That's word to mazi. yo imma live wire tapped!
Ready to explode like a pipe bomb hoe
Seph Nomad homemade, I'm organic with the flow
In a panic, going manic, like Hispanics say Loco
Cause I know I'm dope enough to put the planet in a chokehold!
I cannot contain, all these verses flowing out my brain
My hair is like a lions mane
Bitch, I'm a king
We not the same
Fuck up out my way!
I say, Yo Fuck up out my way!
I spray these bullets in all yall directions!
No salvation waits for Seph
They wanna see me like a peasant
I cannot abide by that
My hatred apeshit, likeness wrath
To when Achilles slaughtered men
With no intention 'cept to lay down every single motherfucker standing in his fuckin way
When I see your girl, I'm like "Oh, hey!'
Robs Spear with no fear, but the moeny so tight
I be so fucking sick of fucking hearing "It's alright"
Man, you aint been through my hell boy!
Smash your skull in with my yell, boy!
Cannibal, Savage mode
I'm out control, Tasmanian Devil upon my soul got a hold
Debating of recent like calling Beelzebub
Maybe, just maybe I could just dine out for once
Instead of living off scraps, there's a girl that I like but I cant afford that
It's an awful existence, and I'm sick of waiting
Soon hospitals round me gone have plenty patients
Cause all of these fucking bum rappers gone die
When I tommy gun shoot up they concert with rhymes
Like John Wilkes in the Booth!
Young Seph Nomad
He be the Truth!
I'mma incinerate y'all like a puff of ashes
Smokin' through the roof!
I cannot be appeased, till my body rest in peace
And my name the biggest news that they speaking in the streets
In a sense I can't be saved
But I'm gone make sure that yall leave amazed
Cause now y'all fuckin with the Mothafuckin' Seph Nomad Hoe
I'm living my life like I'm sick in the head
Thoughts of success got me chasing my death
Every show I throw gets shut down by feds
I sleep in my trunk
Yo, I don't own a bed
I don't got no time to lose
I don't got no time to sit around and wallow in blues
I'm just tryna eat man
I'm starving as fuck
Beans out the can, no spoon for some months
Bitches lookin' at me like I ain't shit
But when I hit the stage they be grabbin' they clit
Seph Nomad an ape like I'm King Kong
I don't manifest shit
Yo that take to long
Yo I need it now, got a fully loaded clip at your temple like
Gimme all your loot man now!
I'mma scream and shout 'till my hair fall out of my head
Yah I'm stressed as a bitch, man I ain't gone lie
Thoughts of success got me chasing my death
Every show I throw gets shut down by feds
I sleep in my trunk
Yo, I don't own a bed
I don't got no time to lose
I don't got no time to sit around and wallow in blues
I'm just tryna eat man
I'm starving as fuck
Beans out the can, no spoon for some months
Bitches lookin' at me like I ain't shit
But when I hit the stage they be grabbin' they clit
Seph Nomad an ape like I'm King Kong
I don't manifest shit
Yo that take to long
Yo I need it now, got a fully loaded clip at your temple like
"Gimme all your loot man now!'
I'mma scream and shout 'till my hair fall out of my head
Yah I'm stressed as a bitch, man I ain't gone lie
All these rhymes pouring forth from my brain like tsunamis
Ain't ever been plain but if I had to be plane then I'm going Kamikaze!
That's word to mazi. yo imma live wire tapped!
Ready to explode like a pipe bomb hoe
Seph Nomad homemade, I'm organic with the flow
In a panic, going manic, like Hispanics say Loco
Cause I know I'm dope enough to put the planet in a chokehold!
I cannot contain, all these verses flowing out my brain
My hair is like a lions mane
Bitch, I'm a king
We not the same
Fuck up out my way!
I say, Yo Fuck up out my way!
I spray these bullets in all yall directions!
No salvation waits for Seph
They wanna see me like a peasant
I cannot abide by that
My hatred apeshit, likeness wrath
To when Achilles slaughtered men
With no intention 'cept to lay down every single motherfucker standing in his fuckin way
When I see your girl, I'm like "Oh, hey!'
Robs Spear with no fear, but the moeny so tight
I be so fucking sick of fucking hearing "It's alright"
Man, you aint been through my hell boy!
Smash your skull in with my yell, boy!
Cannibal, Savage mode
I'm out control, Tasmanian Devil upon my soul got a hold
Debating of recent like calling Beelzebub
Maybe, just maybe I could just dine out for once
Instead of living off scraps, there's a girl that I like but I cant afford that
It's an awful existence, and I'm sick of waiting
Soon hospitals round me gone have plenty patients
Cause all of these fucking bum rappers gone die
When I tommy gun shoot up they concert with rhymes
Like John Wilkes in the Booth!
Young Seph Nomad
He be the Truth!
I'mma incinerate y'all like a puff of ashes
Smokin' through the roof!
I cannot be appeased, till my body rest in peace
And my name the biggest news that they speaking in the streets
In a sense I can't be saved
But I'm gone make sure that yall leave amazed
Cause now y'all fuckin with the Mothafuckin' Seph Nomad Hoe
I'm living my life like I'm sick in the head
Thoughts of success got me chasing my death
Every show I throw gets shut down by feds
I sleep in my trunk
Yo, I don't own a bed
I don't got no time to lose
I don't got no time to sit around and wallow in blues
I'm just tryna eat man
I'm starving as fuck
Beans out the can, no spoon for some months
Bitches lookin' at me like I ain't shit
But when I hit the stage they be grabbin' they clit
Seph Nomad an ape like I'm King Kong
I don't manifest shit
Yo that take to long
Yo I need it now, got a fully loaded clip at your temple like
Gimme all your loot man now!
I'mma scream and shout 'till my hair fall out of my head
Yah I'm stressed as a bitch, man I ain't gone lie
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Writer(s): Seph Nomad
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