FILICIDE Lyrics

It's alright It's alright

Go

Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah

Filicide, Filicide, Filicide, Filicide

Filicide, Filicide, Filicide, Filicide

Okay, it's come to my attention I ain't come to yours yet

For anybody still inside I'm at the fucking doorstep

I got my dogs by my side if you're talking far fetch

I ain't lying but test my pride I'll squeeze back like corsets don't forget

When my signature signed in time like 44 shit

It's time for your forfeit I'll make this 44 fit

Inside of two lips say bye to your breath Say hi to tulips your body's soulless

And that shit was a metaphor for anybody tryna play me

Have we met before? Or you just trying to get on my team

Who you betting on? I heard you said it wrong or I'm three

But I get it dawg Cause you don't know what I'm bout to release

It's heat Let it roar through my teeth

Bit off more than I needed This shit is all from in deep

I should've known I'd be running shit I was born on my feet

And thorns need to be covering bodies born in concrete

Speak

Whoah Could you ever look past what you know?

Could you ever learn to grasp what you don't?

If you only look back when you grow

You don't get to take back what you broke

What you broke What you broke

What you broke What you broke

Prepare for the heat While I prepare to count the dinero

I'm airing the sheets Like the Isleys Y'all been between them

I'm burying beats That's filicide cause I'm who conceived them

I'm ready to eat Kronos on anybody competing

The heritage Greek Dare me to speak prepare for defeat

This shit ain't a competition Why you staring at me?

You tryna see If behind my eyes I carry the key

But look beneath them I carry kilos I barely get sleep

That's the secret If this life's a bitch then what are you to me?

I ain't new to shit This shit is new to me

It's at my attention I ain't come to yours yet

If you ain't six feet under me you're out of your depth

I'm a prophet You're a product

For the profit For the Prada

Fuck your business On my own

Fuck your limits Cut the rope

Hit the floor

Could you ever look past what you know?

Could you ever learn to grasp what you don't?

If you only look back when you grow

You don't get to take back what you broke

Get to take back what you

Take back what you broke

Get to take back what you

Take back what you broke

Filicide, Filicide, Filicide, Filicide, Filicide