[Intro: Red Wolf]

Starfish never die

You try to cut me off from the ground I stand, but you only kill time

Starfish never die

You try to cut me off

I got the power of mine

Starfish never—

[Verse 1: Red Wolf]

Why don't you get it?

My mind has some type of a hyper genetic that’s highly imbedded

That regenerates over ninety percent of its life when it's deaded, try and behead it

Alive and attentive, I seek to survive with a method

Of striving thе stem of the dying infectеd

Pride that is left in my chest and combine the desire to wreck shit

I shoot from the hip I fire the weapon

Without the required intention or prior direction

And leave it to chance if you motherfuckers gonna die in a second

I have a question: Why in the heck are you widely compliant on testing my patience?

The growth has accelerated through these burning stars

You ain't sonning me you shedding light on my essence

The return to the format, first to perform that verse as a core act

Break through the locks of the biz while I’m using version of your map as a personal doormat

On the verge of a warpath

Thwart back any hope that you folks have for dope stats

You'd be like those cats who thinkin' Earth ain't a globe, man

Your whole world's gonna fold flat

Even if I'm toe tagged, and my soul's in a cage

I've stolen a page from Obi Wan’s ways

I rose from grave, and it forced me ghost ’em in a whole different lane

Who the fuck want a feature?

You're seeming reluctant to pose any strains

I won’t be contained, Nexgen, cell energy

Cut one, one grows in it's place

[Verse 2: Cryptive]

When the beat starts, be warned

If I see y'all in them arenas

In the marina, y'all be washed, I beam y’all

Y'all see the light when I raise these arms

Tony Stark or these hands see yuh, then you see stars

Now that's catching rays

Catching heat stroke

Disarm me, I'ma reload

See what he's on

I'm so eager to kill

I don't bleed but you will

Emcees against me get eaten like krill

With ease because well, we ain't even in skill

Y'ain't beating the quill

Shredding beats be second nature

To me it's instilled

Generating bodies it is well

A no brainer for me

I don't even need sleep, I be sitting still

Waiting to fucking strike

And then take it and snuff your life

And I ain't even got a heart so I

Ain't gonna fucking cry

I was made to adjust, survive

And you ain't even up to fight

I lay you to rest on the beat and I

Make it your lullaby

Bi-tches, wi-shing they were safer because when I

Go aiming the gun they'll die

'Cause when this star shoot it ain't in the fucking sky

And ill take it to the apex

Second place ain't gonna suffice!

Setting straight the

Present main theme

That I'm staying

Never fading

With the game he

Innovate the

Written scape these

Bitches can't see

That I ain't peaked

Level raising everyday

Can't replace the

Script I may be

In a space these

Fishes can't breathe

They be in dismay

If they face me

In the same league

And they break me

Bet I break free

Then in days re-generate!

[Outro: Red Wolf]

Starfish never die, homie I'm surviving through the cut

Old me dead along with all of my vicious pride to give a fuck

Starfish never die, homie I'm surviving through the cut

Old me dead along with pride to give a—pride to give a fuck

(Generate)

Old me dead along with pride to give a fuck

Pride to give a—pride to give a—