Eyes Low

By now if I'm not seeing rap loot
After this track I'll shoot myself in the chest like tattoo
Fuck a rap group
I came with so many drugs it looks like I'm wearing a fat suit
I spit fire, and burn rappers to ash statues
I'll beat your face in, I'll Billy Bat you
I flow so much, my jawline got a busted axel
Cali wax from glass tubes
I blow dirt in your face, reverse vacuum
Flash back, no grad school
Bad pupil, bashful, I'm closing a cats wound
On my street, knights defend castles
Pull lines from black poles
You'll get fished out and gutted
I brought lines and tackle
I don't care I'm an asshole
I'll running start kick you in the chest with both feet
Pulling both me and you in the back row
This beat got computer intelligence like macro
Catch me upstate hat low

Devilish, heretic, gremlin
African spitting cobra, venomous
Dipping cigs in ketamine
Rip the cig, rest the end of it on his brim
Spread his wig
Disrespect my shit
I'm shooting up wherever the school, church, reverend or wedding is
Don't want to spoil the end of this
But they'll be wheeling out body bags as big as Webster is
I "Glide" rockets from trailblazers since '95 like Drexler did
Blade runner, I go around hunting Nexus 6
Cloned biters and replicates
Who want to see this motherfucker beheaded say I
(I) I second it
Dissecting kids, til I'm standing mid-section deep in mid-sections and intestines shit
Codeine stain that soda green with percocets in it
Puffing vanilla skins, Jak's skeleton
With the 8-70 Remington
This that cult shit
Jak Tripper, American terrorist
Wretched brids
Tighter than rope fetishes
Choke feminist
I'll close both melons in
I just killed your girl don't mention it