| Devil on my back even knows I’m gonna go cop it |
| Some days I don’t think I got it, but I |
| Always feel they hands in my pockets, goodbye |
| Head hangin' down no more, no power |
| Given to the hate, eat this, devour |
| This is evolution, no sound pollution |
| Pure execution, you can feel the fusion |
| Of a low grade heart attack |
| And a place to be no lookin back |
| So take your best shot you might land a few hits |
| But guaranteed you never heard shit like this |
| Go! |
| If you put out a song know it’s been disregarded |
| Most records I’m hearing are nothin' but garbage |
| And I do not care if you wanna be critical |
| Vomit it up all in my face it’s no miracle |
| That I’m here standing and your ass it pitiful |
| Scratching and clawing you counting the days |
| On a wall in a cell fading while with age |
| We gettin bagged on like groceries |
| Bein put down like we got bad knees |
| That hate sparks your smoke screen |
| Love or leave which one is your thing |
| You can get fucked or get down with it |
| Shaolin bring mad pain |
| We slam hard, Wu-Tang |
| We want less talk more bang, bang, bang |
| Weak minds, no time |
| Few fives, lifetime |
| I got weak minds grabbin' at my ankles |
| I got no time I’m sleeping if you only |
| Want a few fives tunnel vision bitch |
| I want a lifetime |
| Get lost in your tunnel vision |
| Full stop — your mind is your fucking prison |
| Only your mind |
| It’s all hit the fan |
| Malace At The Palace |
| Neo underneath it like get low |
| Everybody better with badder belief |
| But they don’t feel the beat so I’m like let’s go |
| Its fake friends making fake names talking big games throwing real shade giving |
| up shame |
| Taking good days away from boys tossing big change on a fake chain made to |
| chase fame size of jet plane |
| Fresh off the drop, fell from the top |
| I know what I am, okay I know what I’m not |
| If you take it all away, never seen again |
| I don’t think I’d find a way to break back in my skin |
| Weak minds, no time |
| Few fives, lifetime |
| I got weak minds grabbin' at my ankles |
| I got no time I’m sleeping if you only |
| Want a few fives tunnel vision bitch |
| I want a lifetime |
| I got weak minds grabbin' at my ankles |
| I got no time I’m sleeping if you only |
| Want a few fives tunnel vision bitch |
| I want a lifetime |
| Take your best shot you might land a few hits |
| But guaranteed you’ve never heard shit like this |