Disposition

[Verse 1]
Well it's over
Literal cut throat tactics beehive'd their shoulders
Now I'm behind their shoulders
Pushing like boulders
Need a place to dump the carnage before the blood gets colder
Fuck these coppers just some boppers
Bop the time crunch sloppy top croppers
Know what to do when adrenaline is crammed
Fuck consequence, death whipped my ass when I slammed and stopped her
(I slammed and stopped her)
A loss for you, a gain for me
A crutch to crush, your eyes on lease
Life between an empty crease
Feel those bad kids on the street
Bad kids in the side street lane
My mind has risen above your space
I see all from birds eye view
Drag these burdens off the roof
I'm off the roof rocker
Sleep none, single talker
I'm new here, what's the password
M-U-R-D-E, you know what's after
(Are you ready for the drop?)

[Verse 2]
I'm ascension minded
In a pension blinded country
Filled with 7/11 petty crime filled cunts, see
Rolling fat blunts to knock off the petty runt cells
Eventually crammed into tax starved wells they call jail
But what i want to know is who's paying bail for the little guy
The little guy who didn't light up, rob convenient stores or lie
The little guy like me, one who cut their problems with a knife
The little guy who took a life but didn't brag about it on Skype
The little guy who knows around a corner
Around a corner they got me like some hoarder
Hop the border hop the border
Hop it whore hop it
Too slow, like a chore

Slow the fuck down for a sec

[Outro]
I'm alive