I'm not of the storm, no It seems you're slipping away I'm not of the storm, no I'm not of the storm
You with a killa (I you, baby) You fuckin' a killa (You're so sexy) You fuckin' a killa Lyrical, serial, evil or
Uhh, I'm in with this pep a nigga up, put a thug in a dress Chop a nigga head off, his head up Turn it upside down, drink his blood his neck
Uhh, I fly across you with the now I'm fire, the fire shut the booth down Uh, you fuckin' with a
Take your body, rape body, dump it in the river Turn myself in then, beat the case for it around and put I really did it on my Twitter
Uhh, I'm a up, nigga poppin', everybody fucked up with us Me and Joey the cottonmouth (I you, baby) What the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Uhh, uh, I'm fuckin' a killa (So crazy) I'm fuckin' with a I'm fuckin' with a Lyrical, serial, evil or
First the clouds form, then they in the sky Then the heavens roar when a couple of collide Then the toxic rain landed on my Caesar then Jesus Christ, the arrive
6 foot somethin' made of Spanish What I write is air like my hand's in a vent Y'all 'bout to be like you don't know where your manager went That's a heads up 'cause none of y'all was plannin' a vic
I'm from the projects, Grey Goose, a on the bench Mike's Hard Lemonade'll get you bent Where I'm from they hesitate the cannon that spits Stand by the wrong man and watch your thoughts land on a
I'm the voice of the gutter where your boys serve your And the noise a clucker puts your boy on a cover We undercovers 'cause they never put on, we from the hood We don't snitch boy we weather the storm, we killaz
You with a killa (I you, baby) You with a killa (You're so sexy) You fuckin' a killa Lyrical, serial, evil or
I'm with flash just to blast your face mask Bullets flyin' faster than the spacecraft Get half your face smashed by the clack The impact's a passion of massive plane
The mic minister write literature, rhyme injure, your nine endin' your life when it's the Prime miniature time witness the Innocent lives kissin' goodbye, picture the I, givin' a
The truth just walked in the booth talkin' Too often I put a hot in a new coffin For instrumentals I dig a grave then drop so many Around you you listen feel like you in a cage
Niggaz is sour, you makin' lemonade Take a thousand hours to write, our rhymes minute Me, Joey and Joell you crippled Motherfuck five cents but we'll kill you over Nickel, we some
You with a killa (I you, baby) You fuckin' a killa (You're so sexy) You fuckin' a killa Lyrical, serial, or killa
I disagreed with my when he got on Twitter (so I) Don't like bein' followed so I that nigga A known loner, backwards I'm a that's known to attempt to put a comber in a coma
You lookin' at the suspect, with enough stress If you can give a fluck then I can give fluck with who I struck next so I set it for Success when I spit 'cause the vic is my metaphor
Self-destructive with light lies If, you lookin' for psychotic, I got it or Maybe are retarded, absurd And I observe the whole world tries to act reserved
Need a Oscar, I'll put on an act that's Everybody relax, it's words, maybe not It's be reasonable doubt but Reason don't come out my mouth, I let it come out of
I'm fuckin' a killa I'm fuckin' with a I'm fuckin' with a I'm with a killa