Growth Stunt

When I state the predicate, I mean that shit You better get up off your ass and out this town, go show some etiquette Medicine up in my cabinet, I keep it separate from pryin' eyes I am not crazy, but I'm killin' for the hell of it With the one inch punch I'll give the ravens their lunch with the guts of foes who did bluffs But could not keep their mouth shut for a goddamn second, so I hit with the blunt Blunt force to a grunt, make a punk growth stunt Growth stunt, stunt, stunt Stuntin' on a bitch with my weapons, for the hunt Colder than a lich when I make a soul jump from their fuckin' body with the shotty when I pump I'll make ya Growth stunt, stunt, stunt Stuntin' on a bitch with my weapons, for the hunt Colder than a lich when I make a soul jump from their fuckin' body with the shotty when I pump I'll make ya growth stunt Takin' my time when I'm doing my thang I do not need to rush anything in the rain I'm not gonna slip and fall to the grave Seneca taught me how to keep my sane from all the mess, and chaos with the stress But I am decapitatin' every test in the form of a swarm of my enemies It's given me the drive to go on while ya mourn in ya dorm, where ya hide You can run, you can sprint But know that I will catch ya fall with a weapon in my hand Take ya face and then I maul