Inner Gates Lyrics

Wake up every morning grab my keys and get work, work

Working non stop I got that go don't even hurt

Put-putting all my people on the flower pollinate

Oo-oozing thru like witches do, we start to percolate

Wa-wake up every morning grab my keys and get work, work

Working non stop I got that go don't even hurt

Put-putting all my people on the flower pollinate

Oo-oozin thru like witches do, we start to percolate

P-Ponder on the universe I start to ruminate

Bushy brow I'm finna hit, hit, hit the inner gates

Hit the eight, switch it sideways to infinity

Drunken master with the flow

People start to gravitate

P-Ponder on the universe I start to ruminate

Bushy brow I'm finna hit, hit, hit the inner gates

Hit the eight, switch it sideways to infinity

Drunken master with the flow

People start to gravitate

Keep on fuckin w ya boy

I hit the gas, accelerate

Bust-bust ya w the (pew, pew)

Make yo ass disintegrate

Lotta people lazy it don't phase me

I just do my thang

People coming to me call me Stacy

That is not my name

Fer-Fergiouslious ammunition aimin' at the brain

I'm the A L T Current-ly

Mother fucker on the stage

Some, some of you can do it

But we will not do the same, same

Say that you can do it

Gotta prove that you can hang, hang

Everbody slow I'm running laps they in the dirt

I'm coming to you with the shovel while they arrive with the hearse

S-sign your name ink

What you think about the most?

Im unstoppable, let's see you try me bitch

It's gonna cost some moe, cost some moe

Slide inside like crokinole

No obstacle, no obstacle

Apocalyptic gospels, feelin' godly

With philosophers

Hellfire spit, stop drop and roll

I lost control, I lost control

Get lit and I accost a ho

Get saucy teriyaki

Uzumaki with my posse

Getting lost up in my Pasta bowl

Hit Rock Lee with that broccoli

Then k-kick it like a soccer ball

Bukakke on Hokages, yuh

Tsunade love them cock n balls

Ya gotta get ya chakra up

Don't lock it up, let's lock n load

I'm rapping like i'm Killa Bee

Stop and write, I'm feeling me

I pull my blade and I take flight

Now wait here comes the guillotine

Decapitate my enemies

Unleash my inner beast

I'm finna feast

Come get a taste

This shit my niche

I'm in your face

Hit-hit the ground then chalk it up

I'm chopping up (choppin' up)

Wipe the floor then mop it up

Bitch, talk me up (talk me up)

I'm Molotov, gas me up

I'm volatile (volatile)

Meditate then detonate

I get the head, then lop it off

I'm popping off, it's palpable

Don't ponder on the probable

Too buku my jutsu

We jukin' bullshit like a matador

Matter fact I'm made

Pit my pen against this verse

And every word just penetrate

And they wonder how I do it

This just how I salivate

Off the track, recalibrate

Back, back to where I'm at, I take it back to my estate

Fate, fatal masquerade with every rhyme that i create

Find-find my center peace, bitch I just hit the inner gates

P-Ponder on the universe I start to ruminate

Bushy brow I'm finna hit, hit, hit the inner gates

Hit the eight, switch it sideways to infinity

Drunken master with the flow

People start to gravitate

(If you wish to be freed of this suffering then you're going to need to come to a decision

Because if you lose your dream, you'll undergo pain far worse than this)