I'm on top of the world, right where I wanna be, I must be doing right if you gon' hate on me, Envy mine, that's gifted right, the feet, Sugarcoating everything you lack 'cause we know weak, A king without a crown I dont need it, If you're feeling heated redeem it shit complete it, The skill is undeniable we're on a high all the time, You want a legend on a you went to seeing it live, Who the you think started all of this for all of you, If the name is still around you the skill is good, Exsr, Reverie, Pash One, Relevant, on an Infameezy (Pfff), This is sent, Atl and stf the team that's running liver, Remember that before you stand you sit, Study give the shit you before you lose your tongue, Leave you motherfuckers just like William Hung.
Atlast have found the to make people adore ya, 7 a 4 a.k.a euphoria, Touring a morgan I'm your organs, spineless corps is worthless but your brain goes in the storage, And when the time comes and pills get the best of me, I scrimmage to that you call the brain, the recipe, This is how I'm hidden a tide, the mise, touch their insides without looking into they eyes, Add a jealousy, just a pinch of pavement, All the shit you talk but would say to my face bitch, mix it up you'll get all that you desire, Now it really slowly as we put it over the fire, Take a sip, clench thirst, your glass shatters before you you gon' see the truth hurts, 'Cause now you're on your own medicine, word, And that's how the fuck you can be on the verse.
Ah, my head inside a canister, These people talking on me and I ain't even mad at ya, I I I am the one that's handeling scrabbling babbeling scribbeling causing all these damages, Atlast is savages, smoking cabbage kiss, The only real mc's, keep the acronyms, Things happening, is the antonym, You this flow we open wounds and leave on bandages, I kill enemies so viciously, misery is history I show them sign my sympathy, Realisticly, I got in addition, the visions they just isn't feeling missing, Ah, we open that humility, Suspicious to flexing disabilities, They mad at me but then again I got feeling me, is dope well that isn't a high prebelief.
Pash I spit that high and narrow kamikaze, That means hot to death, You hear about me, It's 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 like familias, A warrior, so I know these with guns, I know it's nice to meet you the name's One, So if you ever thought of pulling out handgun, Stepped to our pigs mindframe with Benson, Swinging on a pendulum on red rum, come and get some.