[OnlyOne: Spoken]

Don't get punched in the face (smack)

Yeah, OnlyOne, 9DM. Check it

[Verse 1: OnlyOne]

I can't live with myself if I felt shorted

Look, I dwell on it 'cause I fell for it

Better me once, that's when my shell scorches

Trust me, it's hotter than hell's core is

12 Gauge's hit you like twelve horses

Cops think it's fishy, I don't smell swordfish

I have the sketch artist drawing a self-portrait

When I ask the detective, how do you spell corpses?

Before he can get to C-O-R

He'll be beneath the sign that reads OR

You gon ride on me, they can't be slow cars

I'm shooting for your bucket like free throws are--bitch

What you looking so fucking vexed for?

Yes, your people get stretched by the Heklor

I export your brain, import metal with the [...]

Extort y'all is what I live for

[Chorus: 9DM]

So run your mouth to get punched in the face

Cops come, shotgun with a blunt for the chase

Fuck with deep end get dumped in the lake

Fuck with Sandpeeps, mad heat tucked in the waist

So run your mouth and get punched in the face

Cops come, shotgun with a blunt for the chase

Fuck with deep in get dumped in the lake

Fuck with Sandpeeps, mad deep run up in your place

[Verse 2: OnlyOne]

I don't rock bracelets

Listen, to get my watch you gotta break my wrist

Then your graves I dig is where I lay my bricks at

'cause on the track I slay y'all with the AR-fifth, brrat!

I'm sick in the head, it's ridiculous, yes

Every beat I hear, I'm finning the test

The kid can spit with the best, I don't need a biscuit and vest

To put you under a house like the Wicked Witch of the West

All I want's what the Scarecrow wants (brains!)

Hit the deck like tarot cards 'fore you get dropped like Pharaoh Monch (name)

I make names drop like my test scores

I can get siete quetes from my jefe ese Hector

You drinking breast-made leche from escorts

I'm above the chess board, y'all still on connect four

[Chorus: 9DM]

So run your mouth to get punched in the face

Cops come, shotgun with a blunt for the chase

Fuck with deep end get dumped in the lake

Fuck with Sandpeeps, mad heat tucked in the waist

So run your mouth and get punched in the face

Cops come, shotgun with a blunt for the chase

Fuck with deep in get dumped in the lake

Fuck with Sandpeeps, mad deep run up in your place

[Verse 3: 9DM]

Hit your chest and with this Smith and Weston [...] my shit I'm testing triggers

And I'm taking the pitcher you bitch'll never miss ya

Me with a swish is a Kodak moment

Sounds like I already had to smoke that, don't it

The flow's dramatic, getting blown in traffic

Get the joe and baggie, know what that is? [...] to Oakland status

[...] addict, black lungs, open casket

Got the wrong beat and still fucking wrote a classic

Just imagine what's gonna happen a second time

Shit I'm packing'll break your back, disconnect your spine

Your shit's whack, that's what the mainstream's for

Acting fly, watch me throw you off the 18th floor

You're talking shit but you're on my dick at the same time

Poppin this, bring the Apocalypse 'cause the game's mine

Popping clips and you gotta click with some gang signs

I got a fifth and I'm off to hit, watch me blaze nine