Deja Vu

[Verse One]
There's a reason that I fucking hate going outside
If you need to know why, just look at the times
That’s the reason that I check behind my back forty times, whenever I leave my house in search of a new life
Shoutout that boy Artisan, I'm feeling like a God again, I'm running out of oxygen, I’m confident I built a time machine, like the Robinson's, cause I'm getting so much deja vu, that I'll never even motherfucking rot again, uh

[Hook]
War can't give life, only take it away, yeah
Guerrilla warfare planet of the apes, yeah
The proof is there, in the videotapes
But we act like we don't see it right in front of our faces
War can't give life, only take it away, yeah
Guerrilla warfare planet of the apes, yeah
The proof is there, in the videotapes
But we act like we don't see it right in front of our faces

[Verse Two]
Gunning from the 813 to the VIP
Motherfuckers forgetting that I’m the MVP
The Wordshipper confident that they all know me
Cause when I pull up with the gat, y’all know killing it is a breeze
I got these, split personalities like McAvoy
When I follow the stereotypes they saying attaboy
I like my cash Pillsbury like the dough boy
Legendary, mining for gold, like Leeroy
Shit comin' from the heart like art
Not the type of shit that be making the charts
And then the shit with the Grammy’s this year
Man, where do I even fucking start
Close your eyes and imagine, these mumble rappers merely a distraction
I'm kinda like Denzel with the lights camera action
Y'all die, while I vide scriptures, that's just a fraction
And with the shit I’m writing I barely feel satisfaction
I'm mean I ain't average, I'm a verbal assassin, I'm the main attraction
Hear my passion, I ain't talking bout that fruit
Bitch I'm ruthless, it's a mystery how I got this shit, yeah, clueless, y'all bitches useless
Got the supply and I ain't talking the 350's
I say we stand up, motherfucker, who roll with me
This is my ball court, y'all up and comers Ms. Lewinsky
Serving these rappers, call that a bill, sex and the city
Now I ain't no Madea, but this beat is pretty gritty, we rollin' on a hundred fifty, just like my upper body, I embody somebody, but no not anybody, I say this shit easily on any frequency, oh I'm sorry is that Indecency? Shit

[Hook]
War can't give life, only take it away, yeah
Guerrilla warfare planet of the apes, yeah
The proof is there, in the videotapes
But we act like we don't see it right in front of our faces
War can't give life, only take it away, yeah
Guerrilla warfare planet of the apes, yeah
The proof is there, in the videotapes
But we act like we don't see it right in front of our faces