[Verse 1: Bad Move]

The powers of gravity tryna keep me down

Lyrical miracle spherical stayin around

Sonically prevalent say I'm one with the sound

Malevolent elephant 10 toes placed on the ground

I will not be caged in I'm working with my cadence

And Savin all of my mercys rules for these sadists

I'm placin place mats in 7 different places

Drain all of your chakras send you into shock like Raiden

These four walls will not not hold this beast

Tear the noose from my nape I will be unleashed

Steely knives scrape, but your bones the feast

I will not cease until you all deceased

Pinnacle penance verses in cursive is my penmanship

Students and teachers I'm the wizard your an apprentice

And send for your tomb enter the womb go be a kid again

This is the room that's for your doom it's time for ending it

Peace

[Bridge 1: Bad Move]

The birdcage is merely steel walls to keep me inside

However I will escape and I will strive

Ever since I was 5 I taught myself how to survive

Grabbed the stick shift and I learned my own drive

I gotta strive, stay alive

Be black and die

(Revered)

[Verse 2: Kyce]

I was born to fight

Trained to kill

And I'm

Ready to die

But I never will

So this

Lethal weapon I must conceal

Harrier striking opposition

From here to Brazil

I'm praying that I'll get to home base

Or make it home to make out hill

My nigga committed a cold case

From genecide to Jeffries will

Im from the catacombs

Im stone cold

I was born with shatterd bones

Leaf hot wind wit a mac 10 attack defend

The young scorcher underground

On the prowl like Ackerman

Leave em torn like Levis

In mi casa fuck yo Acronyms

I'm a war torn bleeding soldier

Drippin on burning sand

Cryogenically frozen

I was chosen

The world is in my hands

Reaper death sealing

These niggas

I'm a villain

Repentin for my sins

It's part of my niche

With mad penmanship

July 7th Sozens Comit

I'm going to scorch the earth

And burn the dirt where all my enemies lay

Know what you're worth

[Bridge 2: Bad Move]

The saunter turns into a slow fall

The dark one turns to the pale horse as it cracks its crown from its ignorance

The tables have turned and those that once ate are now being eaten

It ain't fun when the rabbit got the gun

(Reversed)