This the onslaught, throw you on the chopping Block It’s non stop shots when the block is hot Coppers talk a lot get ya door locked Copper with the crystal hold the castle rock Open to ocean side make ya jaw drop Drone shot on the yacht, u in the blind spot Mind on crops, this shit’ll make you cough a lot Hold the rock till I’m fossilized, open the coffin wide Yea it’s alive and well, they say it’s ill So sick he gotta sign a will Leave it for the fam You know the heart is steel Do it for the land. Burn the candle seal All these letters in the can Hope they reach you Before we outta sand Things get outta hand We dropped a lot of gems Or just hold em in Yea know Play safe, but on ya next break Just think again This the onslaught, throw you on the chopping Block It’s non stop shots when the block is hot Coppers talk a lot get ya door locked Copper with the crystal hold the castle rock Open to ocean side make ya jaw drop Drone shot on the yacht, u in the blind spot Mind on crops, this shit’ll make you cough a lot Hold the rock till I’m fossilized, open the coffin wide Open world living in an open box Drop tops open watch em topple off Peep we playing chess, I'll knock you off the board They novice to the steps, a couple knotches off, you acting hard Rocks be in the pockets, of them toddlers tell knock it off Cops in helicopters, and the squat be knocking on the door Blocks be hella hopping huh? Stocking with chopper for Never really hit ya target, stray shots for everyone Spray glocks until the sun rises, Wit no remorse Pray to god we climb into the promise See the spirit watches Serpent biting at ya apple Adam asking eve what happened We coulda been in the garden laughing But Once the sin on ya lips Then You covered in the stench That's why the kush be my odor Holy water on the fingers See the smoke linger Body snatchers after my features Stunt doubles really doing ya work Im Diving feet first Deep sea, im doing research So much life to see Gated communities My niggas got the keys JJ

First off, all glory to Mahirishi Then I proceed to blow and dodge the precinct No scripture we whisper though we profit seeking The allure of an improper being We just trying to see the shores of a tropic region For a taste we keep the doctor's eating Fuck the foreign places Got us boxed and fleecing The morning gazes with an awkward greeting Don't hate your enemies it clouds your judgement The smell of greed when I'm around is pungent Walk a mile among the quiet rumbling Often vile if I supply the substance [Verse 2 ] I wake up and then I whisper a mantra I'm trying to slip away but I got visions to conquer Tentative monster Belly of the beast with a slick motive Script holdin' but I spit the lines with a fixed notion Lot of dudes fill their lexicon with the 'grip holding' Project blues got em jotting tunes with the fifth loaded I'm misfocused No allusion to piff toting except when it gets to thick for my sober mind to sit, blow it This ain't for him, A Dwelling where the grim stay Felon when the pen stray Pray I never see a pen state Comprende, I'm just trying to stay afloat until the end day Til they run the credits cause of the gun fetish I feel a weird sense of bliss when the son trepid It's the abyss of a young menace

[Verse 1] Put that on my momma nig Never had no scholarship Pops held me down but my chips Look skimp that's all I had to bargain with If shorty ass fat handful when I fondle it I fell deep in vagina lips Never lost my mind in it Feeling like the sun at the tip of the monolith Same feeling when nirvana hit Just know exactly who you talking with Hope you willing to be martyr For everything authored nigga Same block you walk on Leave you chalked on it W/ these words that I'm sparking with Oh I meant rhyming with I be eyeing shit, how niggas be on they lying tip Not knowing you put fire to the tip of the match Eat shorty like she breakfast lunch dinner & snacks I be doing allat, ya be tryna get shoe in Everything I be spewing, got your face all ewwing I got it down pat Wahtchu think bout that [Hook] I ain't like these rap niggas I'm dead nice I ain't like these rap niggas Im dead nice I ain't like these rap niggas I'm dead nice I ain't like these rap niggas I'm dead nice [Verse 2] Lately I been hoping you all hit your big toe Or you go how the wind blow Hope you hating niggas feel it in your ribs doe Like punches from klitchko Or that soul food, nigga speaking so rude Like caM in 02, oh boy we told you Pokerface fold you I ain't gon hold you Boy boy these niggas talking till they blue in the face I ain't talking till my hunnits blue in the face How about you say what you do And do what you say And sweet talking leave yo teeth in decay And shawty shaking that bootay Tryna confuse meh Well I already got one, either way ya will not get a cent Most y'all played me when I had pockets filled with lint Now my pops is in a benz He got it working hard And I'm tryna be like him What's popping with you friend Whether I'm popular I got it popping Like knees when they bend And ain't stretch right working eerry night Gotta keep my head right Gotta keep my bread right If I say it once it don't gotta be said twice I'm dead nice