By Twenty-One, already got acquainted with life and death / If I had to choose, I'd go with life, despite the stress / Still, every chance I get, I murder it, I confess / Every move you make, you take an 'L' like a Knight in Chess

Already flipped, that's a bloody Eminem logo / And I know it shows when I spit solo / So I don't need no CEO or Platform full of dick-blowers / Smiling in my face, while he gets over

See I'm independent, in every sense of the word / Meaning I don't do relationships or sensitive girls / So what the fuck, makes you think that I would enter this world / And not give you what you bitches deserve, shit's absurd

I'm a microphone-murdering menace from Maryland / And a dime-piece damaging derelict / Who isn't scared to pen lines for you that are doper than heroine / instead of living out the wire, you're wearing it

What's done in the dark, eventually comes to light / If karma is a storm, I am the lightning & thunder strike / Same hands you feed them with, are the ones they bite / So they can eat a dick, I come to plunder mics

What's done in the dark, eventually comes to light / If karma is a storm, I am the lightning & thunder strike / Same hands you feed them with, are the ones they bite / So they can eat a dick, I come to plunder mics

Started from the bottom, and I'm glad too / Because survival got engraved in my attitude / And we don't need to graduate to throw caps at you / And never need permission to do shit, so we ain't asking you

Consider it a pass to you, I kept it on wax / No need to let it be a reason for a Requiem Mass / Just be sure to keep it real when all the rest of them ask / Or there's a lesson in that, 'cause I refuse to ever step this shit back

I'll always stand on my opinions and business / And down to lend a hand, to all my friends who live in the trenches / Shit you witnessed if you've been in attendance / So fix your mouth before you speak to me, or you gon' need to visit a dentist

Get your face reconstructed for criticism / Everybody's scared to get these bars, I'm a prison sentence / Label me offensive 'cause, bitch, I be SPITTIN', spittin' / deliver any minute & I Been it, so you know you can GET IT, get it

What's done in the dark, eventually comes to light / If karma is a storm, I am the lightning & thunder strike / Same hands you feed them with, are the ones they bite / So they can eat a dick, I come to plunder mics

What's done in the dark, eventually comes to light / If karma is a storm, I am the lightning & thunder strike / Same hands you feed them with, are the ones they bite / So they can eat a dick, I come to plunder mics