You call this the end of the world?
This s**t’s trash fam do better
It’s gonna take way more to kill me, I’m infected whatever
Taking me down they could never, ah
Talk about doubt I don’t get it, ah
Sick of the sounds of regretting
Don’t push me steady, I want that s**t heavy as f**k
Make sure I’m ready to run, stick to the action-less guns
Ate every enemy blocking my tendencies, felonies I can’t discuss
Chill with that
Limbs will get detached
F**k the hate is back
Rain it back
Sadistic it’s a fact
Get on my twisted facts
Now I really get it I’m the product of the fu*ked up s**t
Got a feeling loves not bliss
With the hidden agenda caused this
Building on my mission to level the forces
I feel like s**t
But god knows I’m not dead yet, ah
I feel like s**t
It’s gonna take way more than living to kill me
Are you dumb I’m Immortal think it’s all good
We laugh in the face of death like yayayayaa
I ain’t scared of s**t
Okay yeah
I keep lasting the times I’ve feared
No relapsing my minds open
They keep ramping the times not there
No deep acting the doom is near
They keep chatting the lines not clear
The least actions results are clear
Yea everyone failed in here
I don’t feel no pressure
Ain’t no break I’m feeling fresher
Talk my s**t with every letter
I do this s**t for the pleasure
Double up bands I’m getting them hoe
Stick to the money I’m blowing it slow
Raw s**t is running from out of the flow
Flexing and stunting is outta control
Really spit the pain from my mind
Can’t control it
Hidden in the places they can’t find
I’m evolving, ah
Tell me all the s**t that makes your vibe
How you coping, ah
All you ni**as know just what I’m like
Or your hoping
I feel like s**t
But god knows I’m not dead yet
I feel like s**t
It’s gonna take way more than living to kill me
Back it just back it up
Back up b***h just back on up
Get up out my f*****g face
Back it up just back it up
Get up out my f*****g face
Back it up just back it up