Dun Dun Dun, there's a monster off a tree ****

Smoke sound off, im a Zeus up on the beat

Imma run up on the street

Make you waddle waddle

Splatta brain across the tile

Burn a church, dont fuck with bible

Satan suck it imma rival

Fuck i dont like when a **** duck from my big gun

I got a smoker huge, I wanna leave 2 and write redrum

How a **** sound he think he edgy

Think he ready for a mound of coke, ode on molly

Ride the bus or take a trolly

Trip on acid, fuck the molly

Off the rip i found it funny

You a bitch, you a bitch

Money Money, fill my pocket gimme plenty

In the gutta gettin muddy

Rippin chords, they say its funny

But ya don't know that Smoke is runnin to the bag

Real shit imma snip the tags

Speed race til im out of last

To myself when i walk to class

Black paint on my face, gotta lotta problems gotta take it out with the waste

Quarterback a ****

I am fuckin baked maybe laced, keepin focus when im trippin

In my space sit in hate

For a system that is broken on the norm i feel like smokin

Puff a pen or get to tokin

Pricky bitch i get to pokin

Smell my bars they fuckin potent

ViZ a Splinter, like a rodent

Crow a bird, he fly not floating

9 got clips and poles he totin

HCC that's Cxr & Remo

W.D. The Wxrld be singing

On the daily Tek be ringing

$tacks got bars and tracks be flipping

Grave my G, his shit be hitting

Skenz is a goat and made it evident

Movin like we heaven sent, settlement

Mxnty in the netherlands

Sippin on Vnxm and rockin Vetements

Dirt a **** if he movin shady inna Tournament

Infy move right, solace in our blood right

Runnin and runnin it up this is our time (lotta)

Lotta lotta money, wanna get it, wanna get it (lotta)

Not a lotta money, ion want it, ion want it (lotta)

Lotta lotta money, wanna get it, wanna get it (lotta)

Not a lotta money, ion want it, ion want it (nah)

Punch back in bitch, do the verse the next day

I love talking my shit and see who stickin on my inner space

You gunnin and gunnin straight stuntin 'bout ya 50 hits

Im smokin on the papers that we rollin, not a ounce of shit-

-That makin us spaz

We move rocks, no avatar

You zoom fast but the rental gettin jus as far

More time, wanna waste that shit up onna bitch who wanna get it freaky

Fuck a whore we pourin

Editing my art im scoring

My dick, my piss

My cum, my kids

Fuck censorship

Fuck and Shit and Piss and Bitch

Tell me what you wanting

Genies granting all the time

Wish for peace or bring the violence

Can you read between the lines?

Stop stuntin'

Talk about peace but do nothing

Thats right

Zen° thumbin

Through my deck, im schemin

Boutta a year ago i couldn't hit a flow like this

Or speak my mind and claim the thoughts or keep it rollin for the shit cuz i was caught up on a bitch who really didn't give a shit

About my craft or my worth so she ended it and i took my own time

Fuck the cancer causing killings, you're a criminal

My caution risin' from the risk

I don't wanna die

Red up in my eyes

Tearin up i fuckin cry

Ion wanna fly

Ion wanna fly

Ion wanna fly

Cuz the cops keep gunning ****, uh

And we dying

We tryna love inside ****, uh

But we crying

We try to take a stand brotha, uh

But we trying

Ain't no other way **** for **** to stop dying like

Dying ****

Dying ****

How we stop the dying ****?

I dont fucking know, but its not by pulling fucking triggas

Protest, speak my mind, uh, that is lifted

If we is the same puto why we treated different?

Ion wanna riot for violence, no need for scanners

Now 4 corrupt pigs in the slamma cuz a Judge dropped his hamma

Put that **** onna bed and end his life for our children

My kids need siblings and friends to grow up with

Bet ya that he didn't get life

A slap on the wrist or maybe like 5

Cuz the system likes you if you're white

Im a tan ****, come care about my life

Watch your tone, where your manners?

Why you screamin n' banter?

You fuckin teasin a ****

Who ain't afraid to take a step

Fuck the pigs who out here killing and killin

Cuz our skin and now we drillin ideas

And fuckin moving a mission

To find our peace for the millionth

To find our peace for the millionth

To find our peace for the millionth

HANDS UP, DONT SHOOT

HANDS UP, DONT SHOOT

HANDS UP, DONT SHOOT

HANDS UP, DONT SHOOT

Stupid little bitch, pop ya Glock at me

I really fucking wish you'd all find ya inner peace

Love over hate cuz all stands will not fall

Quick, i found a motherfucker tryna shoot like

Shoot, shoot, shoot, dont touch a ****

Fuck up out that suit, suit, suit if you really tryna change

Get the waste out your brain, no more solace in the pain

Rise, go up yo lane

Jump in the spot might get you popped and

Kickin our rocks will get you socked, yeah

Step on our turf and we swingin at socks and

She givin me brain and im lickin the box

Braniac, sloppin onna maniac

Cruising in the pontiac, zooming with the seat back

Ya mama, aunty, tapped that

Go Go got that gadget

Lyrics like a hood bitch who is gettin ratchet

Fucked her, thats the past tense

She got my dick up in her temple

Im bussin like a pimple all up in her gorgeous pore holes, ugh