Raise - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Don't take the wrong path

There's snakes in long grass

Gotta look out for myself, cover my own tracks

And I don't need no fake friends, success is the best revenge, you could say I've got my own back

In the ring I swing limbs at them 'til I hear ding ding

Bet against myself so it's a win/win

I don't think things through when I've been drinking

To kill things is in my instinct, my chainsaw goes ring-ring

Yeah, my brain's wired up differently

Scum of the earth, I don't have a conscience

Going in bareback, I never have a condom

But that shit can't kill me, I've got a magic johnson

To tell the truth, I don't think I'll live past 40

Everything I enjoy doing is bad for me

There's probably more to life than drinking and smoking but fuck it I just live for the moment cuh'

[Chorus]

Even if I save every penny I'm making

Even if I pray 3 times a day

I could just fall down dead tomorrow

No guarantee I'm gonna see brighter days

No guardian angel or superhero that's gonna come save me right away

I could just fall down dead tomorrow, the whole world isn't against you, it just doesn't give a fuck about you

[Verse 2]

Prescription pills on the windowsill

I don't think I'm ill they're just there for when I don't have a spliff to bill

I raised myself

I was made in hell out of different dead rappers body parts on a conveyor belt

I get the P by any means necessary

Tryna get rich before I'm dead and buried

Those responsible for any setbacks that occur

Get put on my shit list for the next annual purge

Hoodie and a bali on, I wear whatever's nice and comfy

Fashion's for rich bitches with too much time and money

This squirrel tail's sitting right above my eyes are bushy

I'm skinny white and ugly

Tell me why these bitches love me

Northern boy sporting Boisht

The reason why these hoes are moist

Got these bitches sweating like their bras are made of corduroy

Why did I learn to rap instead of trying to earn some cash

I'm working class