Dont ask for me again
Blast me in the back when you said last week we were friends
I'm fuckin Nasty with a pen
I'm so nasty in a sense
That if I actually get the chance another casualty is sent
To the place where the Shadows hide
Place where the battle cries
Reign across the plains so my name is not sabotaged
Draped like vagabonds
Plate like Action Bronson
Walk around town feeling great like Kakarot
Listen Listen picture this is what I'm getting at
Prison sentences for emcees that be spitting wack
Never Lack penmanship again or you can give him back the microphone check check
Bitch I said give it back
Been exact written facts tit for tat move em
It's a wrap give him gas just a splash super
Just to act stupid Xans make you act cooler
Nah what the fuck am I saying Cant Do it
I'm too lost to fight about the reckless young emotional
Too gone to tell em they aint giving us the culture hope
Listen partner slow your roll
Talk about the blackest thoughts
Walk around town feeling great like Kakarot
