Smoked Out

(Verse 1)
Hitting 'em up and I kill 'em, I'm finna run up with the critical venom
But then I'ma get to the killin', but what I be givin' 'em fiery hot like the summer
But then all my heart'll be cold like the winter, then get the rest of him and get up and gettin' 'em
Fuckin' 'em up and I'm takin' they liver, deliver, we put up a sinner all back in the river, then passin' 'em, put 'em in rivers!
Put them all up in a coma,no coming out, better wake up you are dinner
Fuck all the fussing, I'm coming up busting them over the head with a pillar
Seein' 'em burning 'em up in a cigarello
Get them comin' to get us, the mission victorious, then I be gettin' to hiding a victim
The valedictorian smoke it all up when it comin' up outta the bottle
I'm finna be comin' to get 'em, I fill 'em all up with the venom because of bad company, go run and get 'em
I'm murdering everything, able to get 'em up only to kill 'em! But when I hit 'em with venom, I'm fuckin' around with the metaphysical
Down with the tropical, make it immaculate like an invisible
Killa! Cut 'em all up, I'm a choppa that comin' to burn all you passengers
Begin to pass it up, wickeder posse, they gotta be fuckin' you, leavin' you passin', you're hurt and been
Muzzled, I'm comin' to flush shit! Then I be murderous literal killer, I'm gone, but I
Get up, if somebody hittin' my phone then I'ma hit 'em, I'm poppin' 'em, wanna be stabbin' 'em
Breaking the neck of the pussy that wanted to push me, rising against me
Murderous syllabus, murderous syllables, murderous critical getting up in 'em
I'll fill 'em with venomous, comin' to get 'em and I go for the cover, I do it the realla
When somebody steppin' I gotta go back 'em, they better be ready, I'm 'bout to go check 'em
Literal leavin' 'em manic and makin' 'em panic, I'm leakin 'em, draggin' 'em
Then I be willing to nibble the life out 'em, keepin' a track and I'm makin' it baffle 'em
Smokin' a toke of the devilish, go with the cannabis, show me the pile or I'm passin' 'em!
Better gimme the bottle, I get to the bottom and he better holler, I'm hotter and mastered them!
Then I be leavin' a world of the pain and I'm bustin' your cranium, make it insane, I'ma kindle it
Keepin' a smoke of the chain in a puddle and bakin' a part of your brain and you fuck with it
Said I be goin' all postal and bastard, they wolfin' the ghost of our name!
Keepin' it wicked and literal, should'a been copin' and go for the
Heater, go toastin' and crackin' the cranium!
Some of the wickedest and I be getting on pinnacle, lookin' to finish it, never to pass it all
Messing around when I'm so metaphysical, wicked and breakin' a bone to the nation
I'm bustin' and bouncin' everybody, I feel so malevolent, tropical, breakin' and crackin' a bag and then flush it
I put up a vision, they sorta been rushin', I make an attempt and they comin', I'm makin' 'em listen!