[Verse]:

I can abandon idea of being happy and be a

Refuse of society to fear, all the sobriety 'dias'

Give me the steering wheel, dear

I have to reach the frontier

To kill a man in the mirror

You better not interfere

Sincerely, I have severe scars on my back and it’s clear

There are no options appeared

But being happy’s unreal

So I just stride through the strife inside me a perfect way to deride all the problems

But all things I love disappear

That’s how I offset my losses

And if you cross me I promise

There is now mercy or cautions

I toss ya’ll down from the horses

And when you stand among corpses

I drop ya’ll right in the coffins

It wasn’t told by your prophets

But ya’ll can’t think out the boxes

Until you breath in the toxins

Keep feeling cocky and singing

Walk it like I talk it, bitch

I’m an eminent being

A fucking juggernaut stepping right here

Onslaught is happening, hide fear

I can scent it

You’re just a pioneer not a Shakespeare

[Chorus]:

Right now, you’d better run lil fella

Or end up me dead (dead)

Grab Beretta, shoot me down, at least, endeavour

To keep pulling the trigger like that

But if I get up on my feet, I swear

That you will drop dead (dead)

The time is up my Cinderella

[Verse]:

My heart is like a hand grenade, pull the pin, it detonates

Put the pen degenerate

Eat the bait I defecate

Cause in my mind, can’t separate

Good and bad, I shoot them dead

Move ahead, through people’s hate

I’m berserk in armour plates

Going hard like the first line after the whistle

Fo’ shizzle, my flow is artificial like little skittles

But children do like ‘em, so I continue to fiddle

I keep throwing the middle, as they kindle my inner fire

Evil desires rewire my heart and denial of getting killed in crossfire, creating inner attire of the beast I admire

You better flee, little flyer ‘cause none will hear out your crying

When I launch a crucial missile

In your face bitch, go get yourself a pair of new testicles

I’m extraterrestrial, abducting innocent pedestrians

Doesn’t matter whether you’re a fag or a lesbian

Trans or a vegetarian

Get stomped by barbarian rebellion

The bloodier, the merrier

[Chorus]:

Right now, you’d better run lil fella

Or end up me dead (dead)

Grab Beretta, shoot me down, at least, endeavour

To keep pulling the trigger like that

But if I get up on my feet, I swear

That you will drop dead (dead)

The time is up my Cinderella

[Verse]:

As I fuse modern muses, with old school rap and I use it

To create sores and bruises, on your face like tattoos and

Fuck these tiny abusers doing shit, calling it music

You’re producing illusions, and I find it amusing

To see humans deluded by the phantom skills you’re using

I said you’re not a Rubik’s just a like Em, but a loser

Sniffing glue through the tube and mumbling sluggishly, proving

You’re nobody with no money

Crying out for your mommy

But see my devils are loosen

I lose myself in the music

With empty pockets I make a promise that

I’ll rip off the wallets, keep an eye for my profits ‘cause

I’ll lift off like the rockets, above cities, so suck it

Who the Hell just did it, so fuck him

Subliminal voice tells me to live and rejoice

But additional chorus prevails, so I’m existing in moist

Rainy lands, but my blood is boiling

With my hands I give a birth to the verse

Cause if I stop that will mean the death of me first

[Chorus]:

Right now, you’d better run lil fella

Or end up me dead (dead)

Grab Beretta, shoot me down, at least, endeavour

To keep pulling the trigger like that

But if I get up on my feet, I swear

That you will drop dead (dead)

The time is up my Cinderella