Brand New You're Retro

We know, yes, we know, I set my ego on fantastic

But still, you're fucking with my plastic

Dedicated, medicated, they bend and break me, overrate me

I take a small piece, make it breathe

It takes a second to wreck it, sucker **** won't believe

They stress me, test me, vex me

So what? You got a gun? That shit don't impress me

Yes, yes, you always walks with the crew

You all better fuck up 'cause you're not alone

You don't think I'm a brother? Then check my chromosome

Brand new, you're retro

I already passed you on a one-two

I've been cued to this already

Bullet to the head

Bullet to the head, what you know if I was joking?

What the fuck you were doing?

You gonna represent my intention?

You need more than a mic and a mention

Through the scars, you see bars

Through the bars, you see scars, results of my rage

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Scared to skip and step, in case you trip and fall

Thunder picks you up, slaps you on the wall

That's maniacal, I cuff to my manacle

Mechanical, I'm super natty

Love is lot talk, I walk on by

Exotic spices

If your mouth can't tame the meaning

Be careful of the faces you're seeing

And dread of the past and fear of the future

That's maniacal, I cuff through my manacle

Mechanical, I'm super natty

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Bullet to the head, what you know if I was joking?

What the fuck you were doing?

You'll never represent my intention

You need more than a mic and a mention

Through the scars, you see bars

Through the bars, you see scars, results of my rage

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro

Brand new, you're retro