Marc Spector - Burial (Freeverse) lyrics

Still repping like things ain't never changed I'm a better man, with a better plan in my brain Late nights like Letterman, with Berettas and All types of weapons; hand grenades with the gauge An unsettled man; don't be stepping in my place Or the TEC will jam; I mean I'll jam a TEC in your face You got three seconds damn, to be getting away Don't disrespect the power I'm the man of the hour, so what up now Bow to the king like what up now Y'all can all kiss the ring like what up now While I'm producing Mad Ammo, call me Buckwild