Mayham - All the way up from 0-100 (Remix) lyrics

[Mayham - All the way up] I was born different, y'all know what the Lord gifted? To me, rhymes, for instance, gore b**hes with deformed scissors Til they orange-ish Be careful who you're dissing YOLO? I don't flirt with d**h, b**hes I blow kisses I'd smack you with a tractors back tire, you wack liars All that smack you talked out your a** just backfired And got back stabbed like I might've jacked myers And jack-knifed off course into a sack of tack wires I'm like a swirly, leavin you birdies down the drain Surely you won't be around to reign when y'all sound the same Girly I know that you're down to play, I'll come around again You know I can't slow down, now who sounds insane I'm a grizzly on a track murder words with my bare hands So I'ma tell you truths cause nobody gon' dare, man Give ya goosebumps making all of your hair stand No pun intended, better step if you gon' stare man I've seen a plane crash, you'll be amazed, fam Psychotic to the core, I'm talking my DNA strands Emmy to the VMAs, push me I push back Push a p**y rapper man I pop the lid to a can of whoopa** The hell are these fellas thinkin they heaven sent Never been evident so level and settle in, the vendettas are meddling You hella bent for thinkin you swellin' so tell a friend Hell is sent double sluggers and f**in' pellet guns Ain't sellin' it And I talk sickening, when I said I'm all ridiculous All wicked, it was meant, I spit venom, and toxic and My thoughts itching to find another beat to be off k**ing And won't stop kicking, all crippled till y'all witness it I'm cold as one of them weather days, can't ever say Why I'm ice cold, but best believe I burn like I'm pepper spray I drop heavy rhymes, while y'all remain featherweight And I only take straight bills, other words I'll never change Some call me dumb, others Hamza Farooqi My last name's legit homie, I'm far from rookie It's hard to look me in the eye Cause you'll start to push me And the rest call me a dick cause I'm so hard to pussies I playfully stay witty to fakes in a hate comity Ain't quittin til I die whenever they k** me So grab aks, barettas, fetti and whatever into may's city And if I die, b**hes it's you that I'll take with me I settle scores crunch em like a packet of sealed chips So tell a foe frontin' I'm gunning it with real clips And I'm in a zone that you never nearing or running deals with Can't front with your backup it's zero to a hundred real quick [Transitions to 0-100]: I'm not a gangster, I don't act like I'm the sh** But that won't stop me from rippin' and then smashing you to bits You get ma**acred quick if you ask for a battle Cause battle raps I'm sick, something I'm cancerous with Spell my name backwards azmah, I'm leaving you breathless Rappers are pussies, I beat em and I'm eating you next, b**h Feebles and wenches don't ever get to the point 'scuse the pun, you get shot with needles, get me a joint