[Intro]

I'm vengeance

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

Feel's good to be back on a track, no mask when I snap like this

I've been comin' for the bag when I rap like this

Went pop, now my money do backflips

But they must've forgot, they must've forgot

That I rap, now I'm callin' them Seabass

Everything I drop been heat, I'ma bring that

Too much green but I don't really need that

One of the greats, you know I'ma be that

[Chorus]

I'm finally back for my revenge and I won't stop until the grave

I won't stop until they shoutin' out my name

I won't stop until I end up in the Wraith

They doubted me, but now I'm back for my revenge

[Verse 2]

I switched to singing, came back to the rap, it's pathetic, the state of the game

Three years ago, swear they all wanted greatness, they traded that all for a chain

Ego and pride and greed, the only humanity left that remains

Now there's no loyalty, even the best of us switchin' up to get a gain

Like, like, like, what happened?

I tried to be nice, have compassion

But they rap for a check, like no passion

Everything that they droppin' so average

They wearin' them drugs like high fashion

Now they all too high like my taxes

I was gone for a minute but I'm back with the sequel

The fans like, "Josh A, please just snap on it

Can you rap on it? Bring the heat, put the gas on it

Please spazz on it like 2019"

My flow so gross, gotta put it back on it

They been countin' me out but I don't really care

What I'm seein' in this game just don't matter, I already won

I don't really care about climbin' that ladder, I'll never be done

[Chorus]

I'm finally back for my revenge and I won't stop until the grave

I won't stop until they shoutin' out my name

I won't stop until I end up in the Wraith

Hold up, hold up, hold up, cut the track (Yeah)

[Verse 3]

How many times do I gotta repeat it?

Y'all messed up big-time sleepin' on me now

Really gotta kill 'em all, didn't wanna get involved

I've been undefeated, they prayin' I fall

Everybody talk, ain't nobody walk

I'ma drop everything I got, had to let 'em know

That Josh 'boutta be on top, everybody chopped

From the pop to the rappin', the flow, ain't no stop, like

Fifteen minutes turned fifteen seconds

Seein' 'em up but I don't feel threatened

Give it a month, everybody forget them

They came and went before I even drop my next album

Josh been that boy but they still doubt him

I channel that noise to a new outcome

Just had to deploy, so just round 'em

They lined up to shoot