[Intro]

Yo Yo Yo Yo

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

S.I.T.H

[Verse 1]

You brothers under-the-umbrella dry

I'm 747 fly

Who the hell am I?

Sick In The Head

I gets down

Till the Bread is high

Doin my numbers

Like Die with Seven sides

Reppin the Rig, you dig?

But i'll never die, never my

Plan, not in the repertoire

Way ahead, forever far

Ill, since I was a semin(al)

Individu(al)

Swimmin (on)

Out of my pops

And in my moms (eww)

You gon need a bigger bomb to (Blow!)

We triggered, armed to (Go!)

For real, not for show, fa'sho! (fa'sho!)

And so we still rock your show, fa'sho! (fa'sho!)

I don't know what you thought

I get busy like tech support

While you strapped behind your back

Like Breast support

Hope that you know how to aim

'Fore your breaths be short

You got a gang?

I got an Empire

You gotta duck

We in here

Thick

Yall peach fuzz thin with Chinhair, yeah

[Hook]

Run from the men from the Isle

One for the Rig

Two for the lifestyle

Three for the future

Four for the right now (Right Now?)

Right Now

Doin it right now

Oil Rigs Up!

You can gamble a chance

For what you don't see (And it can go down)

Heavy up in the spots

Where none of yall be (And it can go down)

Might know how to rap

But none of yall me (And it can go down)

Might know how to rap

But none of yall me!

[Verse 2]

Uh

And it never stops

It never ceases

It never folds

It never creases

If you ain't diggin me for my looks

Its for my phonetic features

Wordplay sequence

Burn like water to a Demon slaying

Found my way in like Keenen

Just to get my team in

You intervenin'

What's the meanin'??

That's danger

You don't really know me like a stranger

Wrote rhymes inside my Hyperbolic Time Chamber

I'mma living cheat code

A game changer

For the remainder

Bein Hip-Hop

Since Corey was bangin' Topanga

I run up in spots

Like two fingers in a Crotch

No G

But so G

Homie, just watch me close....ly

As I put it together

With the end of a pen

Like a Tailor

My name in all caps

Like a Sailor

When yall was bringin the pain

I was bringin the Bayer

For your chest

All the rest of y'all

I'll address later

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I said

Run from the Men from the Isle

One for the Rig

Two for the lifestyle

Three for the future

Four for the right now (Right now?)

Right now

Doin' it right now

O.R.U, we come through

Show love like we related

S.I.T.H direct the movie

RazorSHARPE orchestrate it

When you put it together

What's created?

Lyrics was 'posed to be on it

But he couldn't make it

For that

I'm takin it to the (base)

With the enemy (flag)

I can see it all in they (face)

They all finna be (mad)

Wonder how the Victory (taste)

That you wish you could (have)?

Wonder how the Trophy would (feel)

That you wish you could (grab)?

From the Petro bro's own hands

You try to take my Wins

My fingerprints just might singe your skin

From the slap made of flame

Laid upon you

Just to warn you

What it's about

Right now

And we out