Dirt & Rubble

[Intro]
Kicking me down I get up from the rubble
I’m ripping the skin off connected to muscle
You don’t got no dirt on me I got the shovel
I dig up yo grave and now bitch you in trouble
Cleaning the mud off my shoes
Bitch I do this, I don’t fuck with you
So you think I’m the rudest
I wish I could point at yo face and just shoot it
I’m talking my shit of you hate it then boot it

[Verse 1]
Back on the east (East)
Bitch when I hop off the plane and I step in the port
See me turn to a beast (Beast)
Turned to a monster the moment these motherfuckers let me out in to the streets (Ayy)
Blood on my teeth from the feast that I eat
Try to fuck with me total defeat
Breaking the boundaries every-time I’m on the mic and a motherfucker play me a beat
Keepin yo meat and yo skin and yo hide
Crossing my path better bet you gon die
Needle inside yo eye
Bring you back to my shed
You gon wish you was dead
Leave you over the fire
One day I’ll die and I’ll turn to a crow
Back on the earth
I'm watching the show
I be minding my business who you? I don’t know
Only strap that I know is a bow

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch you in a shark tank. around me aren’t safe
Gotta Sharp shank, to ya heart mane
Feel a sharp pain, then dark came
All I see is black smoke
When I bleed it don’t last though
I bounce back hoe, I get a back roll
I flick ash yo In yo asshole
Bitch you in a shark tank. around me aren’t safe
Gotta Sharp shank, to ya heart mane
Feel a sharp pain, then dark came
All I see is black smoke
When I bleed it don’t last though
I bounce back hoe, I get a back roll
I flick ash yo In yo asshole

[Chorus]
Kicking me down I get up from the rubble
I’m ripping the skin off connected to muscle
You don’t got no dirt on me I got the shovel
I dig up yo grave and now bitch you in trouble
Cleaning the mud off my shoes
Bitch I do this, I don’t fuck with you
So you think I’m the rudest
I wish I could point at yo face and just shoot it
I’m talking my shit of you hate it then boot it
Kicking me down I get up from the rubble
I’m ripping the skin off connected to muscle
You don’t got no dirt on me I got the shovel
I dig up yo grave and now bitch you in trouble
Cleaning the mud off my shoes
Bitch I do this, I don’t fuck with you
So you think I’m the rudest
I wish I could point at yo face and just shoot it
I’m talking my shit of you hate it then boot it