I'm on top of the world, right where I wanna be, I must be something right if you gon' hate on me, Envy mine, that's gifted right, the feet, Sugarcoating everything you lack we know you're weak, A king without a crown I dont need it, If feeling heated don't redeem it shit complete it, The skill is undeniable we're on a note all the time, You want a legend on a you went to seeing it live, Who the fuck you think all of this for all of you, If the name is still you know the skill is good, Exsr, Reverie, Pash One, Relevant, on an beat (Pfff), is heaven sent, Atl and stf the running team running liver, that before you stand you gotta sit, Study give the shit you before you lose your tongue, Leave you motherfuckers sounding just William Hung.
Atlast have found the formula to make adore ya, 7 a 4 a.k.a euphoria, Touring a morgan I'm dissecting organs, Your spineless corps is worthless but your goes in the storage, And when the comes and these pills get the best of me, I scrimmage to that sewage you the brain, the recipe, This is how I'm hidden a tide, the mise, touch their insides without even into they eyes, Add a jealousy, just a pinch of pavement, All the shit you but would never say to my face bitch, mix it up you'll get all that you desire, Now breathe it really as we put it over the fire, Take a sip, clench thirst, When glass shatters before you you gon' see the truth hurts, now you're stepping on your own medicine, word, And that's how the you can be murdered on the verse.
Ah, my head inside a canister, These people talking down on me and I even mad at ya, I I I am the only one that's handeling scrabbling babbeling scribbeling causing all damages, Atlast is savages, cavage cabbage kiss, The only real mc's, keep the acronyms, Things happening, is the antonym, You hear this we open wounds and leave on bandages, I instantly kill so viciously, Them misery is history I show them my sympathy, Realisticly, I got in addition, Despite the visions they isn't feeling missing, Ah, plus we open humility, start to flexing disabilities, They mad at me but then again I got feeling me, Atlast is well that isn't a high prebelief.
Pash I spit that and narrow suicidal kamikaze, That it's hot to death, You gonna hear me, proper mindfuck when you deal with us, I ain't even heaven yet I stay blessed on the cut, I'm leaving that the best is never been here, There've been number sides offenses Mexican familias, A warrior, so I know these with guns, I know nice to meet you the name's Pash One, So if you thought of pulling out your handgun, to our pigs mindframe with Charlie Benson, Swinging on a overdosing on red rum, Than and get some.