FUCK OFF - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Quentin]

Mothafuck the cops, they just wanna see us dead

Nine millimeter shoot a pig in the head

Cook County lockin' niggas up on some petty shit

I ain’t never worried, cuz my hands stay ready

Heart still heavy, when I think about the old days

Ok, take a nigga back to his old ways

I been up for four days, bitch I got the dog in me

I will never stop till my table tops mahogany

Nigga don’t bother me, asking when we gonna drop

Underground kings we the rap version Iggy Pop

When we drop, swear a nigga never going pop

Put that on Ma, Kameron, and my goddam grave

Working like a slave, had a dream a vision

Back in Sauk Village when nobody else would listen

I was on a mission, impossible like Tom Cruise

You ain’t really struggle till you take a walk in my shoes

Fuck off

Move like a soldier, keep ya fam closer

World cold like the polar, cops glad to pull ya over

I be heated like a toaster

On a daily never sober

Wwear I need a fuckin' chauffeur

Stressing in the streets chips hanging off my shoulder

I’m only getting older, emotion turn roller coaster stay bold smoker

Gas in the solar

Keep a face like it’s poker

All the evil shit I take on

Era of the Aeon devil horn sprayed on

Sitting at the table niggas worshiping in seance

Kids with no guidance nowadays get they vape on

Lemme be your hero

I can serve you with no cape on

I'm scared of nobody

Perform in front of crowds it make me feel very Godly

Real sadistic been a misfit still spicy when it come to tention

Forever we gone be the brothers that you always mention

Niggas tried to rock us in the face

Open up a case

Come again and leave you bleeding

At the eyes and give you mace

We building on a legacy I know just what it takes

In many shapes and sizes for surprises in a season

ABM bleed with a legion preaching

Fuck off