Drillmatic

Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up

We not cut from the same fabric, my aura's Radioactive
Wiping out city blocks of bum ass rappers is my practice
This the dope ya needle need, I'm whipping up mean batches
Switching my trade, they never thought he could change to Drillmatic
This is the Boom Baptist giving out magic to the masses
I'm as real as they come believe me you not being catfished
Pups respect the mastiff, tough Inglorious Bastard
My music's raising a cult following till the Internet crashes
Witnessing Godzilla versus Nemesis is Jurassic
War with me is like dipping yourself in a vat of acid
Hip Hop's new attraction got the culture blowing they gasket
It's time for transition like tints on my Versace glasses
Change means sacrifice and I'm visioning many caskets
Ashing spliffs on cold stiffs, penetrated by maggots
Puffin on smoke, out of this world, better yet its galactic
You know what they say, it's good if you can smell it through the plastic
Literally my jewels are hand crafted
In a different space with musical talent, sparkling grapes wetting my palate
An aperitif before the Halibut
A digestif sipped slowly from the chalice

Look it... y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
Coming tough with a winning touch
Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
My middle's up to you bitter fucks

Nemesis riding a Pegasus, this is what level 7 is
I see no resemblance, I'm not an artist that embellishes
Surrounded by menaces, sinister fellowships with iron grips
We knocking off turncoats and niggaz with loose lips, if the shoes fit
A corpse is putrid, shovel and sod be the toolkit
I'm leaving no trace, no hints not even a blueprint, moving prudent
The rap underworld's rotten like Gotham
Fighting kingpins and crime lords with this project I'm dropping, like an airborne toxin
The word spreading like Hodgkin's, newspaper columns
Tapped into this crime saga that's shocking, Sherlock & Watson
Task force watching a boss, printing snaps in a darkroom
I'm looking privileged, wearing vintage, posted up by a blue lagoon
Feeling wavy like a Sahara dune
Making the cash that's better than hustling you in a billiard saloon
Now whose the head titsun, I'm well groomed in gold heirlooms
And envy got ya ears blowing fumes
The game is doomed unless people like me restore what's left of it
The ugly face is the symbol for Nemesis rhetoric
Without censorship what I do with this pencil tip is deep
And y'all coming up short like Billie Hoyle's reach

Nigga... y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
I had juice from the giddy up

Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
Investing is how I live it up

Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
Drillmatic's a gritty cut

Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
Y'all know how I give it up
All of us gotta strap up



Credits
Writer(s): Miles Buckner
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