DRIVE - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I'll prolly just take this shit to the grave

Straight edge blade, that's a real close shave

You think I'm okay, but there's just no way

Plottin' on three M's with the Ricky Rozay, hey

It doesn't matter what you say, I decide fates

Loadin' up my last save

We really ain't close, we just share a last name

Bumpin' Needle in the Hay, bitch, I do this errday, ay

Rawr xD, might pop at a punk

Fake emo geeks gettin' locked in the trunk

Canelo in the ring, get rocked, get slumped

Max Holloway, point to the ground, you drunk, get crunk

Novacaine got the kid numb

Piranhas in the lake, 'bout to have a big lunch (Uh huh)

Rest stop got a Route 66 spot

Where there's 6 Underground, like the Sneaker Pimps jawn (Like what?)

I broke the phone that you could hit me on

I'm John Kramer, I set you up in Gideon

I put the motherfuckin' city on a million

Zuckerberg, I'm goin' fully reptilian, ay

I'm not the one to take pity on

Plymouth Barracuda, 'bout to cut the HEMI on

Kind of drove across the country, so I'm pretty gone

And I do my own beats, no one need to send me one (Fuck you)

Ay, Doom Generation, my queen size is a tomb in the makin'

I never knew the Backrooms had a basement

Lizard King had my face glued to the pavement

And I'm gettin' more rude, it's inflation

My seams comin' unglued, and I'm breakin'

Leon Kennedy, I fight the corporation

I'm not payin' shit, they can sue for evasion (Ay)