REINCARNATE
Mm, yeah
Mm, mm, mm yeah
Mm, mm, yeah
Ight, Ight
Yo, we back at it like crack addicts, these mathematics turn meth labs
Your ad fibs like Mad Libs, can't fit in on a Madlib
No fantastic still waiting for another doom album, like you met your's
You yes men always can do, when it comes to what you fall through
It's a horror story, no briarcliff, I'm the babadook skrrting on your bitch
Yeah I'm turning heads like the exorcist, on the radio I may not exist
We be be underground like a mutant, call up Raphael for a few hits
On a new level like I'm Isaac, and I'm binding rhymes like a sidekick
And my work ethic you cannot compare, have a percentage cause I do share
Write it in a second finna' be rare, yet you need a medic cause your rap's are bare
Bet you sit on reddit stead' of rapping it
Pop a perk and get blurred, now you mad and shit
Think I heard from a bird that you put yourself lit
But I don't see any fire so you might as well quit
Bitch I'm shooting for the sky, don't get in my way way
All the stress that i don't need so I just meditate
You stuntin' on the boy with noise, may need a new date (yep, yep)
Play this at your funeral so you reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate aye, yuh
Reincarnate, aye, yuh
Reincarnate, aye, yuh
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate, yuh
Oh, and to think I've been rapping for only one year (uh huh)
Oh, bitch what you think when they scream in the crowd next year (whatcha think)
Oh, remember telling me that I would never come near (really)
Oh, now when they call my name you gon' will wish I had a tear (nu uh)
For you, but I don't (yuh)
But the YDoubleR gonna float (huh)
Better log in to gonna show how It go (yup)
Put a log in a fire, let it burn (oo)
Catalog burning up with my turn (oo)
All my fans just know me from me (uh huh)
All your fans don't know who to be (nah)
Rubber band be that P4P
And I feel I'm ready to come up like I've been underwater (yup)
Swimming with the sharks with only one some' supporter (yuh)
Push out to the sideline on my first fucking quarter (quarter)
But this be my game, now every shot I take be a three-pointer (oo)
I'm dark like Vader work the graveyard shift (oo)
Play Goat Simulator when I write my shit (damn)
Don't care about the paper and I'm not gonna switch
You just another hater that I spot in the mist
Work with the cards that I've been delt you mad at yourself
Cause you major in washin' some dishes
I'm dishin' it out till my plat has one crumb
I'm bearly finished entree, gourmet to these bitches
And I never half-ass a project
P4P be the logic (yup)
Reminisce on smoke and the chronic
Now I wanna be higher than the cosmic (uh huh)
And I always drop a demo for I'm on it
Just so the flow sounds harmonic
Don't have my license, but I'm flaunt it
0 to 60 in a minute
These bitches text ain't got no credit
Fucking money goes to the cigarette
Yeah, I know I'm wasting my cash
But I barely drink, empty flask (yup)
My insides must be sludge
My brain is almost mushed like fucking flubber
Rips covered in tar, fucking house of wax from all those packs (yuh)
Bitch I'm shooting for the sky, don't get in my way way (uh huh)
All the stress that i don't need so I just meditate
You stuntin' on the boy with noise, may need a new date
Play this at your funeral so you reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate aye,
Reincarnate, yuh
Reincarnate, yuh
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate, yuh
For the real though, I'm the down low
You just never know when you could blow
If it is tomorrow or a year ago
Will you be prepared when the people share
Will you be so scared?
Millions to hear, feel I be like Kurt
But there's no compare, there's no compare
My heartbeat is as deep as ink, engrave the pain initials link
My name upon my sister's leg, don't wanna let her down
I think I need a new shrink
But I'm short enough, enough already
But I can't go now, promise myself to be riding in the Chevy, aye
Mm, mm, mm yeah
Mm, mm, yeah
Ight, Ight
Yo, we back at it like crack addicts, these mathematics turn meth labs
Your ad fibs like Mad Libs, can't fit in on a Madlib
No fantastic still waiting for another doom album, like you met your's
You yes men always can do, when it comes to what you fall through
It's a horror story, no briarcliff, I'm the babadook skrrting on your bitch
Yeah I'm turning heads like the exorcist, on the radio I may not exist
We be be underground like a mutant, call up Raphael for a few hits
On a new level like I'm Isaac, and I'm binding rhymes like a sidekick
And my work ethic you cannot compare, have a percentage cause I do share
Write it in a second finna' be rare, yet you need a medic cause your rap's are bare
Bet you sit on reddit stead' of rapping it
Pop a perk and get blurred, now you mad and shit
Think I heard from a bird that you put yourself lit
But I don't see any fire so you might as well quit
Bitch I'm shooting for the sky, don't get in my way way
All the stress that i don't need so I just meditate
You stuntin' on the boy with noise, may need a new date (yep, yep)
Play this at your funeral so you reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate aye, yuh
Reincarnate, aye, yuh
Reincarnate, aye, yuh
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate, yuh
Oh, and to think I've been rapping for only one year (uh huh)
Oh, bitch what you think when they scream in the crowd next year (whatcha think)
Oh, remember telling me that I would never come near (really)
Oh, now when they call my name you gon' will wish I had a tear (nu uh)
For you, but I don't (yuh)
But the YDoubleR gonna float (huh)
Better log in to gonna show how It go (yup)
Put a log in a fire, let it burn (oo)
Catalog burning up with my turn (oo)
All my fans just know me from me (uh huh)
All your fans don't know who to be (nah)
Rubber band be that P4P
And I feel I'm ready to come up like I've been underwater (yup)
Swimming with the sharks with only one some' supporter (yuh)
Push out to the sideline on my first fucking quarter (quarter)
But this be my game, now every shot I take be a three-pointer (oo)
I'm dark like Vader work the graveyard shift (oo)
Play Goat Simulator when I write my shit (damn)
Don't care about the paper and I'm not gonna switch
You just another hater that I spot in the mist
Work with the cards that I've been delt you mad at yourself
Cause you major in washin' some dishes
I'm dishin' it out till my plat has one crumb
I'm bearly finished entree, gourmet to these bitches
And I never half-ass a project
P4P be the logic (yup)
Reminisce on smoke and the chronic
Now I wanna be higher than the cosmic (uh huh)
And I always drop a demo for I'm on it
Just so the flow sounds harmonic
Don't have my license, but I'm flaunt it
0 to 60 in a minute
These bitches text ain't got no credit
Fucking money goes to the cigarette
Yeah, I know I'm wasting my cash
But I barely drink, empty flask (yup)
My insides must be sludge
My brain is almost mushed like fucking flubber
Rips covered in tar, fucking house of wax from all those packs (yuh)
Bitch I'm shooting for the sky, don't get in my way way (uh huh)
All the stress that i don't need so I just meditate
You stuntin' on the boy with noise, may need a new date
Play this at your funeral so you reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Reincarnate aye
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate aye,
Reincarnate, yuh
Reincarnate, yuh
Play this at your funeral you'll reincarnate, yuh
For the real though, I'm the down low
You just never know when you could blow
If it is tomorrow or a year ago
Will you be prepared when the people share
Will you be so scared?
Millions to hear, feel I be like Kurt
But there's no compare, there's no compare
My heartbeat is as deep as ink, engrave the pain initials link
My name upon my sister's leg, don't wanna let her down
I think I need a new shrink
But I'm short enough, enough already
But I can't go now, promise myself to be riding in the Chevy, aye
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Writer(s): Reece Bramley
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