Skywalker's ft. G'Que & DJ Marty MkFly Lyrics

How deep can my mind get

The weak can't fizzle these mind tricks Don't make me let the nines fit

Fill your body with metal objects This is sound from the projects

Life isn't clear in this Pyrex Best at rappin' that nonsense

Before I let a nine stretch Sway but a Tim Stelvin

Just like a Aztec Any cypher murderin' every aspect

Calculatin' my assets If you got that on you, send a address

If I catch niggas snitchin', they some lab rats

Niggas be frail when they tattle-tale Like Tekashi do the crime, but then they wanna

whine Like Al-Arasi got money in pocket

I can probably buy a thotter body Should I kill him out of modipy

A conscience out your body Niggas be frauds, his body parts on Nicki

Minaj Who cares if you're the king when them spades

start cuttin' cards

The king of hearts just put dick all in your bra

These boys is subpar, I'm a responsible adult

Now Mike Stalker, only few can understand him

Skywalker, that be leapin' over planets

With the bars like Luke Skywalker, Grime author

Orchestrate my torture

Orchestrate

I'm a performer

I'm a performer