[Intro]

Hahahaha, for you nigga (Lucy Beatz hey)

I am ready to sweat my brains off

Nah, what were they sayin' again? Oh

Doomsday on these motherfuckers (Kill Switch)

[Verse 1]

They're talkin' loud but weaker than silk

Glass jaws shatter, like dreams built on milk

You assholes claim the throne, but it's just a facade

Behind the scenes, you're just a cheap facade

Well, you'd rather see us locked in chains, than be on the top, please explain

The hate in your brains

In the last face-off, jaws got broken whilе you assholes, claim you reign

I swear, I'll nеver call you a bitch again, in the midst of the pain

Nah, let me play the game, for the fame, I gain

Like the race war, we face more than just a face-off

It was us against odds, all of them never take off

You talk about battlin' me at your own pace

Well, I'm standin' in your ugly face!

Bluffin', huffin', and puffin' like a big bad wolf

Enough with the fluff, I shuffle words like cards, dealin' out my disdain

Offbeat, nah my mind's a maze that's stuck in this offroad race

Hey, let me drop some bars, no ego just the truth untold

Racin' against the odds feelin' lost like a myth untold

Days going by through my fingers like sand in an hourglass

Uff, the struggle hits hard, a heavyweight 'bout

To rise, like the moon coming out

[Break]

I gained wisdom from the pain, and scars on my mental terrain

In this battle we call life, every step is a gain

And though I get some setbacks I know there are greater comebacks

In the fog like a beacon in the dark

(Be gone in the dark)

[Verse 2]

And fuck all these race wars, not for the glory, it's a race war

We face more than just a face-off, it's a tale that we trace for

Odds against us, they never take off, and while they're stuck on the ground

I'm spittin', flames, seekin' fame and not the blame for your downfall

I'm reminiscing to the struggles and stickin' to my puns

More than you can store in this world, where hatred is more

And behind the scenes, you're puppets on the strings

Doomsday on you motherfuckers, I'm about to destroy you niggas

You'd rather see me in chains, but your plan is on a display

Know that you never stood a chance going against me

And while the death bell rings, tolling for your defeat

It's all about The Puns something that you buns will never understand (Yeah)

Callin' me outdated shit, but I'm cautious with words leavin' no room for my fall

My flow is so cold, got my nose runnin' like it's snowin'

And these puns, gonna take me where the wind's blowin'

Reaching for the stars, but it's just one I'm knowin'

Big Jones is still gettin' the job done, and it's funky

Spitting these bombs with a fiery sting

Bobbing and weaving, like Ali in the ring

Yeah "He might be great but he'll fall in eight."

(Yeah he will fall in eight)

Haha

Like the race war, we face more than just a face-off

It was us against odds, all of them never take off