[Intro - Miko X]

Yo, this beat is pretty dope

You know what to be honest it might be dope if y'all could talk and the mic pick up like some back ground chat or some shit so y'all can just- y'all don't have to be quiet

Live From the Star Room

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Pre-Verse]

My name is, my name is Miko X

No disrespect to other n----- put you in check

I wreck the set, I wreck the set

Protect ya Neck

Wet

Yeah

[Verse]

Listen

If I only had three minutes to live

I would reach inside my ribs and tear my heart out

Cause nothing really ends the way it start out

You gave me a script but shit n---- I ain't gotta play the part out

I ain't an actor

Just an attractive bastard battlin' passive laughter passin' a Buddha to my shooters in my inner circle

My men'll hurt you

Take your rep and burn the turf you

Growin' as a child, they wild

A hot n---- never mild

Stop figuring that just because I smile, everything good with me

If everything was good I wouldn't wake up with morning wood and have a bad model chick swallow like I should

Thats a problem good n----- shouldn't have to face

Im so nasty when I spit I leave an aftertaste

The aftermath of fighting Cassius Clay

Im scrollin' through my contacts like what chick should I smash today

I know I'm cocky caught up inside my vanity

So many wishes St. Nicholas lost his sanity

My dreams hopes and fantasies

Of random fans throwin' up their hands for me

I rise slow deep but never hollow

I speak the peace on beats and seek to follow

No man

Life reminding me of a slow jam

It blinds you with the melodies

And breeze of the seven seas

See trees ahead of me

I tell you it's heavenly

Heavily sedated cause I'm known burn the greatest green plant on this Earth

Shit, I smoked with my mother first

Talk about Mother Earth

Mom (?) puffin strong

Every time I'm home, we in the bathroom higher than the Fahrenheit of fire

From writing, I won't retire

Cause I trust my pit crew to change my tires

Whenever I'm feeling worn out

No amount of money can make you happy you sure bout

That been hearing it all my life but i ignored that

Fact cause its fascinating how rap doesn't act as forever get blasted

Just trying to make a fashion statement

(?) half of the masses hatin

Casually decapitating

Passed and yellin rap shit at bastards

We feel the wrath of satan