Dead Wrong

[Verse: JRoberts]
I keep that truth clear whenever that booth near
The one Wlwho you fear move tiers as I prove years
Of dedication
My worded declaration decorated liner sheets
Finer beats keep my compete complete
Peep the receipts I been official like refs with a whistle
Initially I can be civil till I see artificial
Start to chisel through these records like a stone pallet
Anytime I roam home you know that I've shown malice
Y'all can keep sneak dissing I hear the snakes hissing
Two face laced behind you Jakes let the fakes glisten
I’m on a mission with the vision hitting other levels
Gotta steer from collisions my position to revel
Became accustomed to the shade since a checkmate
Chess plays moving at a pace you could catch hate
So a few of you gotta start to get used to this
Per-sue or you could sit 2 metres under the tomb to fit

[Chorus X2]
Oh, y’all like to talk but ain’t got shit to say
Keep ya head down, walk, 'cause y'all ain’t fit to play
Sit and sway, the decisions weigh the pro and cons
It’s the weak or the strong, homie, you dead wrong