[Verse 1: Lyr1c]
[Verse 2: Demzwon]
[Verse 3: SplytSecond]
You waking up from a bad dream, how would that seem?
The flow that I got is mad clean
And I’m backing
The hardest stuff that you had seen it’s a rap thing
How Double S is a flipping example of blacking
Out while I’m rapping
So get it in your head that I’m doper than you
Having a problem's something don’t wanna do
My supernatural abilities
Leave you broken, confused
Believing i will let it put you, hoping it’s true
If I'm running with this all of the women
I'll piss I wish that everyone would be a dead son of a
Care for some of the quick 16
Written on the piece of paper put one of my hands straight up like a gun that i'm lifting (Boom)
Happen fictional or make belief
So take a seat and grab em by the neck and nap their neck 108 degrees (let’s go)
Then I be giving a spark
When I be dropping legitimate art
Already riveting is an ability
Tearing the ligaments ripping apart
Hit them and start we deliver the car
But like a battery I gotta charge
So the lyrical limit they gave me is evident
Don't wanna hear the particular part
They will know they're having congee with the white hair
And fill them with terrors instead of sight scare
Better roll the dice he doesn’t fight fair
Catch you while you're sleeping can’t awaken from this nightmare