Blades

(verse 1)

Ya better listen up
Or go and step right up
To claim your trophy of fastest time messed right up
So look at me, with your back stiffened up

Or you’ll get slapped up so hard you drink out sippy cups
It’s just messed up
Like a volcanic eruption
They run away screaming when I hit em up

They wondering how can I be this corrupt?
I’m not like your expectations, no I’m living up
Cause I’m, coming straight out of the 3-1-6
I don’t mess around I don’t need no tricks

These bars are so hot, they light candle wicks in the antarctic
I’ll steal your blood from you like vampire licks
The еmpire’s sicknesses
Gеts so big, that there's no way this disease will desist

Cause I’m just that ill, don’t throw a hissyfit
Cause if ya did
I’d be the one who hits his kids

(Chorus)

Blades in my eyes
Knives in my mind
Blades in my eyes
Knives in my mind

(Verse 2)

Boom bap hip
Hop, new crap gets dropped
Boom, slapped, ripped off
Who’s that kid? Stop

So I do stop hit em and rap, so that you get smacked
About 2 opps, I don’t cut slack, at most hit lag
Boom-ba-diddly-dah I didn’t get that
With that, thought in mind, I might just drop a bomb and do a whiplash

It ain’t drip if
You knit it
These rich kids
Flex on you and then cry like infants

They refuse to admit
That adlibs aren’t that lit
It’s always the fat kids
Who think they’re just mad sick

Yes it’s true, 12 whole feasts
Make you obese
I will break in the door, but with no keys
Oh jeez

Is what you’ll scream
When you don’t breath
Homies
Hol’ up that’s not holy

1, 2, forget it it’s too many
Checking the roll call saying “Pooh Winnie?”
I am the king of caucasians, you peasant
I’m the lieutenant

I’ll be there in a few minutes
Ay, I’m dropping the truth on em
It’s like I’m bombing
Shooting comets

Upon us
To destroy your nonsense
I’m on it

(Chorus)

Blades in my eyes
Knives in my mind
Blades in my eyes
Knives in my mind