JG3 - Intellectual

Anyways... we're back on it again

Back on the one and fucking only... Joe fucking Goldberg

[Verse 1: IX FALL$]

Watch me hide

While I put them in their place

Fuck the system

Back on this Joe Goldberg shit

Like I’m looking for another victim

Bringing the chopper

We go kamikaze

Shoot your face

No paparazzi

Take a trip to hell

On LSD

While bumpin’ A$AP Rocky

Take a hundred rounds

To your face bitch

Systematic failure in the zone

You can’t say shit

Smoke you with an AK to your dome

48 clips

I got a bone to pick with motherfuckers

Got a chip on their shoulder

Better stay in your lane

Got no license for a drive-by

Leaning out the window

Pull on the trigger

Then I recline

Double tapping weapons

Got my feet up on the dash

No escape for your conviction

So we put you in the glass house

I don’t even know

What kind of shit made me a fuck up

Brought up from the mud

So call me scum to all these fuck ups

Hol’ up Hol’ up

What the fuck you gonna do?

When you see me break your neck

And then I put the blame on you

[Verse 2: Depth Strida]

Scouting on some oppositions

Sitting in a bush

They be searching thru the alleyway

Bitch i make his skull crush

Guy should have kept the distance

I ain't in a rush

Protect myself to survive

Never done it for the buzz

Here I am now

Make his face blow

Lead hook kick

Eat the elbow

Smoking mad loud

Feeling deaf now

Put a motherfucker in the trunk

Take the trash out

Ay his smile makes me wanna run up

And that's what i do yup

Catch me late night and I'm sipping on some goose fuck

I be going crazy

I don't wanna go in depth man

Oxymoron