A GODDAMN HIT! (BET ON MY LIFE)

[Intro]
With a flow and a foe’s sign
I can take control of a troll’s mind
If you don’t wanna be broke with a multi-million sold
Then you don’t sign

[Hook]
Not competitive
Better when I get hold of why
I was ever so set on this goal, I’d bet on my life

[Verse 1]
Life fades and the clock ticks
I’ve been livin’ way too cautious, I’m off this
And I can show from this hole that I’m heartless
I’m not scared put the toxic where the cross sits

[Hook]
Not competitive
Better when I get hold of why
I was ever so set on this goal, I’d bet on my life
(If you don’t mind)

[Verse 2]
I’m the sacrifice so rapper’s lives are born again, after christ
They claim hell’s for the blasphemites
If that’s precise, give me my own after life
Put a laugh track over tracks you write
People don’t react to it right
If I son you ain’t no patricide happenin’ tonight
Better think faster than light (If you don’t mind)
Back to the fight
Act for the likes, ego on a plaque with ya pride
Black or it’s white
I see the compassion you hide
Whether you pick sides or you sat to side
And we don’t get shit done cause you said
Actually what have you said, that has you lead
To think, on some level you were Malcolm X
Man, nobody’s plotting out your death, cause you ain’t a threat (If you don’t mind)
With no soul, better hope 5 minutes go slow, or you froze time
But you’re gonna be alone and you won’t find even one soul on this globe when it goes quiet

[Hook]
Not competitive
Better when I get hold of why
I was ever so set on this goal, I’d bet on my life

[Verse 3]
Go and cu- me off
Cause you couldn’t hear the truth if it’s from these thoughts
All you sanctified thankin’ that I must be stopped
The only line you ever put your life on is a desktop

[Hook]
So let’s not get com-
-petitive, better when I get hold of why
I was ever so set on this goal, I’d bet on my life
(If you don’t mind)

[Verse 4]
Take your track and delete it
Cause you don’t have to rap, like you actually mean it
My head was in the stratus, the atmos, the Xenith
If the ceilin’ was the grass, still your ass couldn’t reach it
Yo we go from the atlas to mappin’ the reach of
The infinite galactic, we’re massive, believe it
Not a cult leader, I’m a soul feeder with the quotes
And they joke we don’t fit the mold (If you don’t mind)
Freedom is a hoax, so we don’t even give em hope
Leaders of our own, if you don’t see the vision, oh, we already know! (know, know)
And if you’re deprivated
Overcompensate and be best, don’t fake it
This just ain't fun like it used to be
I put through with my own abuse to me
And if I don’t make a goddamn hit
I’ll murder your top 10 list, to make room for me (If you don’t mind)

[Outro]
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