Death Race

VERSE 1:
Welcome back to the mothafuckin death race
I got this vision i'ma need a blade just in case
Unpack your bags, get it rollin, how that blunt taste?
Invite you down to hell show you where my gang stay
It's going helly but they like to say "hella"
This fuckboy steady tryna playing catch up
I gotta warn right before i make 'em fess up
Apocalyptic wicked warlock from the death club
Representing all the ones who's overlooked
Yeah, you know they hate it when a brother going up
Huh, you see they hating cause i'm faded from the jump
I nеver fucked with thesе pussy ass bums

VERSE 2:
Now i got 'em screaming "let's play the death race!"
Bitch i'm fiending, better hide before a cold case
Done get unfolding, then the victim never knew it
Never ever seen it coming, now the cops is on patrolling
But i never got it, they would never come ask me
But if they did, probably lay em in a casket
In that hearse, sliding round in the backseat
I get to driving, sending shots like a track meet