Interstate Cypher

[Verse 1: Term K]
I'm a massive nitwit
Tad bit masochistic
Masking this, it's Stanley Ipkiss
Snap like a twig I'm a stick in the mud
Scratching a itch, it's in my blood
Family business
Back to the planet I'm lifting it up, Atlas
Give me some love
Lazarus in this bitch
Lifting it up
Advocate to the devil
The issue was settled
I'm ripping through metal like tissue
I wish you would
Bitch
And you wish you could
Bet you wish you took time to rewrite
Everything is looking quite dreamlike
Seem like I'm tripping I'm tipping like timber wood
Never hit what looked like a peak
Might mean he a victim of victimhood
What's good

[Verse 2: Loud Mouth]
I'm dead set on a million
Even if a brother gotta do dirt
I'm blasphemous you can ask a bitch
Got a AK aim it at a church
And I run around on that same block
I'm a hard knock bitch I [?]
And I can't swerve, got the lane locked
Make the streets flood when I gain stock
Plugged in
Juiced up
Y'all motherfuckers sweeter than a fruit cup
Fuck 2 Chainz, keep 2 guns
I'm a bandito I'm ruthless
Talk and I'll leave your ass toothless dog
You can't speed in a whip that got loosened lugs
Your main bitch on my line tryna do some drugs
That's what it's like I be feeling like Lucifer

[Verse 3: Acumental]
I'm a grouchy grinch
Eating chips on the couch while I pout my lips
Try to figure us out and you're bound to miss
Bound to pound a fist on the ground and wince, ow
So go about your biz
Every clown finna get broken down to bits
A thousand kids crowd around the whip
While bitches bounce they hips to the sound of this, yeah
The midnight oil been burning
So I see a lot more heads turning
Now you best learn how to hang with us
I'm dangerous
Yo what could make an angel blush
Wow
I run through your town
Fucking astounding
Come for the crown
Then I'm gunnin' you down
Quit futzing around
I'm puffing a cloud while you stuck to the ground, wait
Have you ever tried weed before?
Blew smoke?
Stephen Dorff
Shoot loads like Peter North
There's a new hope I can feel the force
Long-winded
Keep it short
Bong hits and a ouija board
Watching season 4 of The Peoples' Court at a ski resort out in Singapore, what?
There's no reason for it
Feeling higher than an eagle soaring
Used to clean the floor at a convenience store now I'm deiform
A king is born
My cerebral cortex been thinking more
My team and yours on the brink of war
Been living like a runaway, Lita Ford
I'll lease a Ford Figo and flee the fort