Hyperion

I ain’t tryna talk bitch I will rock you if you want smoke
I don’t need no pistol boy you softer than some dog shit
Somebody tell these pussies back up off me when I’m on go
I don’t care if you the biggest gangster you'll get off’d slow
Stepped into this game a nobody now watch me catch some wreck
I got so much music I'll leave and it’s like I never left
Challenging my mental ain’t simple come on and step to death
And ima have the first weapon drawn like I was Inspectah Deck
Crack you in ya chin till ya legs wobble you feeling weak
I already left but they callin’ saying you still asleep
Only way you stoppin’ my hustle is if you killin’ me
And I don’t plan on dying so y’all just gon’ have to take a seat
Wait in line or just give it up ‘cause I will never fold
Ain’t nobody feelin’ ya single bro you was never cold
Shoot you in the leg then I'll body you with a separate pole
I start off calm and cool and then I murder you with the devil flow

After today ima pick it up
That shit that you say isn’t sick enough
Set it on fire or rip it up
Take heed to these words or just give it up
See I got no time for the petty shit
You not up to par you should never diss
So when I take aim I will never miss
I light up the booth the devil’s spit