Double cross me you'll get double the hurt

Ill put your face in a box on a shirt

I’ll take your name and put it in the dirt

Fuck 6 put you 3 dozen feet in the earth

Fuck this how much is this shit all worth

I feel so gone of this earth i'm like kurt

Had a Tyler Durden in my brain since like birth

Got a couple of lashes when i strayed from the herd

Heard. Listened to you when you talkin smack

Ill hit you like mom when you talkin back

We on some weird shit like men in black

Put you on my plate, where my dinner at

Got beef bullion then ill chop you to cubes

Slidе you off the cutting board and into my stew

Thesе beats and you twinnin you both are my food

My mouth is foul no matter the mood

I stand real tall on all 10 of my pigs

You're about to see black like a total eclipse

Take both of my fists hit you both of your lips

Hit you with a hook that i swung from the hip

Hit you in the dome like i’m ringing a bell

I feel like meat loaf a bat outta hell

You're like some change i threw into a well

Don't care if you come back or how far you fell

How far you fell, how far i rise

Better step back that's a word from the wise

Won't say it again hope you heard me this time

The time on the clock is your time of demise

I sweep you up, head is a mop

"You got a phone? Need to call my mom!"

I'm stuck at home, i miss my job

I'll walk on the top of your skull in high tops

You'll sit low on the ground while you sob

Spin you around like you’re corn on cob

Spin you like gold straw on your head like a top

I don’t know when it's the right time to stop

Right time to stop? It’s time to go

Not underground, i'm somewhere below

Don't rap about money or rap about hoes

Cause i'm not concerned about any of those

I care bout the art care bout the feeling

Want people to hear this and swing at the ceiling

Fuck raising the roof, tear that shit down

Stand on the rubble that’s left on the ground

My name is Chade i live in arrogance

My success made by the things that i stand against

Sometimes i feel like a domestic terrorist

Everytime i write and angrily swear again

I get around like a fatass American

I'm out of bounds i don't even know where i am

Sometimes my back hurts from the load that i'm carryin

Sometimes set it down so i can breathe some fresh air again

(Gasp) Feeling nostalgic?

When i'm in my bag or i get outta pocket

Outta the pocket, into the zone

I want to stay solo even when i'm well known

I feel so dog-tired will you throw me a bone

Stream a few songs so i won't feel alone

I feel alone? Who fuckin cares

Throw both of my middle fingers high in the air

Fake friends can scram

I'm raining ham

Down on these fuckers from the high place i am

I feel so powerful, they look so pitiful

Can crush them with ease without leaving my pedestal

I am ascending at regular intervals

You're at the bottom for all of the shit you pull

The shit you pull you try to push on me

I'll rain down on you like a tsunami

I'll cruise into your jaw, call me Tommy

Mission Impossible got all the eyes on me

All these eyes on me, they never blink

I feel so watched, don't know what to think

Feel like the last dish you left in the sink

Feel like the puck that flew outta the rink

Yeah

Double cross me you'll get double the hurt

Ill put your face in a box on a shirt

I'll take your name and put it in the dirt

Fuck 6 put you 3 dozen feet in the earth

YEAH