Verse 1- (Tier On3)

You gotta be my friend by acting safe

My devil comes alive at rapid rates

Dude I'm begging to be on your ratchet tape

Get on this beat I’m taking shots and fapping straight

Incinerated bars in acid rain

Try to keep up with my scattered pace

Even bird has to bring me down after class

Like we need a white kid in rapping games

Bones in my closet with my narcotics

Depict my rawness by my harmonics

My punch lines are backed up by hydraulics

Strange squadron aiming at the sky fallen

Nail his coffin with a dying solvent

Rappers can't realize that i'm talking

Sent you a link to my video and

Your like oh yeah man its so psychotic

It’s so dope its so sick

I need a diagnosis

Doc says its not normal

To have my tongue and throat singed

Take away the natural pain

By burning lines upon the ocean

Pen strokes I jot a phrase

With bursting wine & devils poison

Don't come up to me and congratulate

When your fans don't have to evaluate

Time and money that I collaborate

You don’t know what it means to assassinate

You try to bring me down a place

All ya doing is charging round my hate

Its giving me absolute power

Stating that some day I'm gonna eradicate

Chorus- 1

I hear voices in my head in my head

Should i stay alive or drop dead or drop dead

Lay with fear low in my bed in my bed

They're coming after me again

All these Voices in my head

They try to kick me down kick me down

But they won't succeed

When i'm mixing 20 sounds

I expect to be confound be confound

I'm burning up with holy vengeance

Time to lay em underground

Verse 2- (Tier On3)

I made a couple tweaks to woo her

I chose to put in new work

This new me Tier On3

Raise hell out through the roof burst

I had to make a couple changes

Studied up and comprehend up new words

I gotta speed it up on my own process

Make a comp disc so I can get out the hot pit

So on the first try I can bomb this

I feel complete by being on your top list

Go to party and drink up with a hot bitch

But its not what I should really talk about

Pause and shout, rock the crowd

Don't go to your road and walk around

Pick up the phone and call your wife and kids

You never know when the cops will sound

You have no idea what a budgets bout

It’s a hard life when you gotta suck it out

Dig my own grave with my own couplet vows

Gods verbals please don't touch it now

All the sins equal

Sobriety Integrated with Natural Substance wow

Non-fictional facts are clearer now

Right at you from a mirrors frown

Different music tasting

Keeping us apart with segregation

Haters are a part of delegations

Go to mock me in my education

Knock your wig off like a decoration

But with a Bic point penetration

All of my souls gloomy deformation

Will pay off in the haters booing desperation's

Chorus- 2

Bridge- (Tier On3)

In this game I’m not worried about fitting in the fame

I’m here to do me and intend to be dipping in the strange

If I’m going down you go down with me and the pain

And if that don't make sense heres another theory from the brain

Verse 3- (Cerebral)

Yep another theory from the mind

And a next a thing of ecstasy

It shivers up your spine

In time

You'll take those words you spoke to spite me

And wake up pissed one day because you've grown to be just like me

These devils horns just might be

A burning lonely crown

A fallen angel loses faith

The day he hits the ground

A halo on his head but soon

The devil he would speak

Forever wicked shepard

Wandered lost among the sheep

The air is going stagnant

Your arrogance deceased

The heir is so apparent

The beast was underneath

Become I double dare you

Or stay a crooked thief

Consume the apparition

Sanity then ceased to be

My mind goes heavenly

While my eyes teem ebany

And my voice bleeds serenity

And the chords release the hell in me

Now my severity

Mixed with better clarity

Would undergo

Drastic transformation now I'm breaking in the afterglow

I bleed music and I'm drowning in the reverie

Turn it up burn it down killer track every-time

Chorus- 3