Wipe yourself off man

You dead

Up from the grave

From the dust where i came

Couldn't snuff out my flame

Think a cuss be my name

Cause these niggas offended

If they hearin me mentioned

I bet they grin get pretendin

I understand you ain't friendly

Let my vices grip me under, rise again and again

The toll way up, fight of yo life, its time to weigh in

Ding ding, ear ringin in ring, pull a rope a dope

Pull up on da plug, I ain't coastin, i just smoke to copе

Til a nigga comatose, I'm ghost off da Roanoke

The goat gotta row thе boat

Fuck hope I'ma need a colt

4-5, cause shit is real, so fuck a muhfuckin' deal

Niggas never gave a fuck, I ain't givin' Jesus the wheel

Grip that muhfucka myself ,ref call a steal

Niggas can't see me, Cena Jessica Alba in field

Shit is gettin' ugly, Little Bill

I got little bills plus a nigga got a bit of bills

I got lot to build, Bob the Builder wit a thrill factor

I'ma - kill rappers

I perish and heal after

Here we go gain gain, I'm chasin' my victory

Through countin' these L's and when I roll up, I take about 800 hits a week

My eyes on the clock, tick tock, don't wanna talk, my mind on the bomb

I been here way to long, I been stuck inside the eye of the storm

Dealing with thorns all in my side, I been so distant with all of my ties

Might be a ghost, no I'm a god, came out of the cave, how he still alive?

Walkin' on agua, I'on need goggles, I can see everything, even my problems

Either evolve or never resolve it

I can see everything, I can see everything

I can see anything

Dark times

Darts flying across ya

I’m the wizards apprentice

Merlin merk em

He meek mill in a coma

Moments vanish

He gon cease to ignore me

I’m the shit

Can we smell the aroma?

Confidence

Kept me out of from them holsters

Common sense

Kept his death from C-Conquered

We ain’t gon play right?

This is a play how you played yo life

Niggas don put all they time in this rhyming to die at sight of a greater height

Words coming out like a Gemini

But I’m genuine, Ginuwine

General

Niggas know when to just to get in line or to better yet clear the skies

I done been - I done been hell and back

Battered and end of line

But still made it here everytime

Even when Eden was meaning to see me I seen the Grimm Reaper held Eden's scythe

I saw the scene from proscenium

Rappers ain’t what they perceive

Like what did he write?

I left him dead

When he thought he was Biggie

I seen him

Hey you rolled wit Diddy right?

Did he die?

Did he deepened his voice cuz he know that his bitch seek the winning side

You and i

Evil

A crypt keeper, my tall tales a split Reaper

Call me Big Reefer, Undertaker, I'on dig people

Gotta watch my appetite, hopped out the crib on lid feastin'

I’m getting weaker

No need to beat ya

I killed ya people

I’m and hot and done

Everyone can get it

It’s Lil Ceasers

I seen ya image of me

A demon

It’s Marc the sequel

Me and the fleet

Steady move in sequence

Like sex and semen

I seek the W for the fact

You cap when you write a feature

Don’t send a diss cuz it’s lack of theme and it’s hardly decent

Pennies & my limits, infinite, keep on my background

One false move, game over, I can't e'en lack now

I'ma give my last, finna last, I can't back down

I ain't livin in the past, nigga thinkin pass down

But they've tried to kill me along the way, and by God they won't

They won't...

Because I'm mad