TEST RUN ft. justicexavier Lyrics

Spreading fire damage

Don't need the help, but I keep companions

When you speak to me, where your table manners?

This is the real king of the hill, I'm staying standing

Dawg quit complaining

So behind, I done beat the basics

When you speak to me, where your table manners?

This is the real king of the hill, I'm staying standing

When I started rapping, they upped the standards

When you started rapping, they upped their pampers

All these babies wanna be the man, but they tend to fall to the hoes and glamour

I got standards, start some banter

I'm the table, know I got the manners

Your verses dead, they all got the cancers

I'm not sway, cause I got the answers

I think the world really trying to test me

They can't mess with me, I'm the bestie

Mother nature go ahead play with my testes

Kiss my anus, say that with French speak

Look, the same thing we got is time

The same way you could get ahead, I'll do five

The same brace on your silly leg, I run by

The same pace as me, myself, and I

Spreading fire damage

Don't need the help, but I keep companions

When you speak to me, where your table manners?

This is the real king of the hill, I'm staying standing

Dawg, quit complaining

So behind, I done beat the basics

When you speak to me, where your table manners?

This is the real king of the hill, I'm staying standing

My name is known all over the globe, but on the East Coast, I'm considered a goat

In any discussion, my name is potent

My influence on the game's impotent

The way I float, it's impossible to not notice they taking notes

And promise you, being on the other side of the mic is honorable

'Til I fuck up your follicles, it stains the most

I'm not old, but a muthafuckas's respect been gained the most

When everyone you consider big bro been saying to coach 'em

You said you need space, go lay in the ocean

The gap between our skills like Aaliyah and R. Kelly, real basement shit

Boom box on the pavement, man of class, you not getting a verse from me until the payment hit

Talkin' my shit cause I feel that y'all ain't get the message yet

The flow is gritty, but the cadence makes you feel it's heaven-sent

See, I'm a walking contradiction

The words that I depict are my real life and y'all fiction

I'm grateful for the skills that I was blessed with

The next mission on my checklist is earning respect from all the folks I wanna be next with

Haters can suck a dick respectfully with no protection

Too raw for the public, I don't think they fuck with the message

See, I make music for the youth that feel that they don't have a voice

The people who wanna end it all and feel that they don't have a choice

You can follow in my path, spread the truth, bring the noise

Or you can drown in your sorrows all alone way in the void like

The choice is yours, bitch