Team Backpack - VI Seconds Rooftop Acapella lyrics

[Verse 1:] The biggest bull charging out of the pen, artists repent I'm god-bodied, the deity is hardwired within Caution brother I'm the sharpest of kin Carving your skin igniting your ashes, be gone with the wind Arm to the brim, but it aim at the goal Walking with venom, snakes in my sole Shaking your soul Rougher than being shackled and chained to a stone Stay in your zone, titanium lays in my bones Revered from adolescence to days of the grown Raising the bar like my son is getting his liquor license Frickin mean get [?] I don't care who spits the nicest Flick a knife, it hits precise The tip will split and rip your iris Down to sinus [?] Say I won't, I'm bound to try you Behold, beloved, you're minuscule my flow's deluxe Leaving rappers unemployed from giving work, Loaded Lux Ain't it ironic how I boss and give jobs to these n*ggas at the same time with the mission Of taking y'all's positions? RIP to competition RIP to composition Wild out on the MI While maintaining a calm position Slim fit increasing my ma** to the ma**es like Harbor Fitness Son of a gun and my mom's my business, partner dig it? But I lost it Time I get a grip and hold my placement Stomping holes in every bozo walking my city's pavement Getting real impatient for fame in a cave Cage, pacing, brain waves racing Went to forensics and heard them saying Of all the murder cases Solving it serves no purpose Because my purpose is causing tragic accidents On purpose, I'm certain its closed curtains Once I lay hands on your serpents Serving you, putting you underground the moment that you surface Suicide at your service is cursing and cursing These twerps burning in streets swerving I'm unearthly you're learning your worth Holding the weight of this planet Maxing and curling this earth Giving out an illness so vivid Every citizen hurls when it's heard, herbs Be honest, I'm the hottest with these ebonics My flow is high voltage that's why this seems shocking He's rocking these MC's and running sh*t until his knees knocking Cease and disbelieve and leave in [?] droppings Eating off top his appetite cannot be satisfied The recipe to make another like I, cla**ified Blowing past your eyes Blowing past your eyes, enigmatic Spit static, I inhale and lift addicts These are legit antics Kicking acidic quick witted writtens Sick with it I want a 5 And now I'm on to my 6 quidditch In business of conquering While remaining distinguished, act is relinquished My fire can't be extinguished, ding ding b*tch Punch you in your grill for not showing love Walked in while a red Everlast Left with golden gloves The problem is all these n*ggas worry bout is profiting Rather than paving a road for showing what a prophet is They're mockeries and for that I'm handing out philosophies New Socrates, I'm honestly a genius with my philosophies The man is here hanging off your chandelier The plans will smear, I snatch careers Putting every front man back to rear That's their fear and I'm bringing it all to light With the hardest right I knock sh*t out the park and it's all a delight Hitting all of the lights, starting riots in the calmest of nights A continuous onslaught there's no pause when I strike