Demise
Look in my eyes, it's your fucking demise
I'm looking around, everybody gon' cry
When I finally rise right out of the grave
Everyone hate but I'm paving the way
I don't give a fuck, bitch get out of my face
Fuck all your friendly shit, I'm on my deadly shit
Everyone copy shit, ain't no one topping it
I'm the one stopping it, I'm the one rocking it
Hold up motherfucker, did you think that I was finished?
Dropped another fucking song with the verses that I'm hitting
Bitch, I'm stacking all the bodies to the motherfucking ceiling
I be killing, I'm the villain, let me get back to the mission
Imma tell you motherfuckers who the fuck I fucking be
Cause everybody wanna rap but ain't nobody step to me
Oh you want a fucking feature?
Then you gotta pay the fee
Imma psycho lunatic coming straight from the D
Now you know who it be, it's the Ren number 3
All Produce by the T
LA, OC
Anything in between, Third World Posse
Coming straight for your neck
Best protect ya fucking neck, hoe
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mine, this is your final demise
I'm looking around, everybody gon' cry
When I finally rise right out of the grave
Everyone hate but I'm paving the way
I don't give a fuck, bitch get out of my face
Fuck all your friendly shit, I'm on my deadly shit
Everyone copy shit, ain't no one topping it
I'm the one stopping it, I'm the one rocking it
Hold up motherfucker, did you think that I was finished?
Dropped another fucking song with the verses that I'm hitting
Bitch, I'm stacking all the bodies to the motherfucking ceiling
I be killing, I'm the villain, let me get back to the mission
Imma tell you motherfuckers who the fuck I fucking be
Cause everybody wanna rap but ain't nobody step to me
Oh you want a fucking feature?
Then you gotta pay the fee
Imma psycho lunatic coming straight from the D
Now you know who it be, it's the Ren number 3
All Produce by the T
LA, OC
Anything in between, Third World Posse
Coming straight for your neck
Best protect ya fucking neck, hoe
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mind, got the nine
I'm fucked up in the mine, this is your final demise
Credits
Writer(s): Rodrigo Navarro
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