[Verse 1: Curly Castro]

[Verse 2: PremRock]

Walking razor

Iggy Azalea's [?] savor

The bloom ain't seasonal, the truth ain't regional

Reason why we ain't really need a savior

Sometimes you drop dead and draw failure

The math fails you

Hitch your wagon to a robber tractor trailer

Caught up in the lack of favor, never lacking flavor

When doubt ships a package we send it back in mailers

Know your role player, not an average player

Crack the codex like a soothesayer

We don't need no accolades like the roof fire

Proof patch you later

Easily strip the half truths back a layer

Smiling when the wax max

Independent as fuck, but that was major

No need to explain, every verse a laser

Starting lines still a lot to bear on some Ursa Major

Respect before the check involved

Burnished by the wrecking ball

In a house purchased, deck and all

We can furnish later

Got the diagnosis, didn't know how to pronounce that

But I was already hype thinking 'bout the bounce back

With every bounced track

I know no illness can slow the blade of a determined razor

[Hook: PremRock]

Third Eye glow like Hiero

Seen it coming like five-o at the live show

Third Eye glow like Hiero

Seen it coming like five-o at the live show