High & low - Intellectual

[Intro]

You won't get away

You won't get away, man you can try

Keep running, running, running till you die

You'll never kill the presence in your mind

King of the hill, yeah, I see you now

She might choke from the demons in her throat

I need you in my highs, I need you in my lows

Counting all the deaths, I keep losing all my hope

Going through some bullshit, Satan tell me how to cope

Just kill everybody in my way, phony out my face

Clapping all these rappers that be looking like a shame

I got pain, anger, hammer to your brain

Remain in the flames, keep it steady when I aim

Know you'rе not my equal but the pain is the samе

Say that you're a player but this life ain't a game

Thought you could do it like me, man down what a shame

I said watch for the rain, bitch remember the name

Sitting on the throne, going heavy reaping bones

The philosopher's stone is mine before I'm gone

I was born from the depths unknown of ancient rome

Now my name will be etched in chrome upon the tome, ayy

Ayy, I've had it with your face, finna solve your case

The blade on my waist, will never leave a trace

Snakes getting wasted, blood is on the pavement

Your bitch so complaisant, her guts are rearranging