Offseason Lyrics

I'll come clean, Tonto fret bout the green

Beat dumb mean, but the flow obscene

The scene RZA

Don't ask me, I don't miss her

Mosh pit pump, gon' leave with a blister

Cracked nose, I back those, the back door

I rap more for stacked shows, the top floor

They want more like I'm the provider

I might need a spliff and a lighter

But they wanna come peck at my feet

Kick 'em in the teeth, leave two like Mobb Deep

Peep this, ah shit, the mixer gone red

Get off your feet cause Mr Man said

That left, right uppercut, fuck up your mind

Grip on the mic, the night is all mine

Like dammit, Tonto best of all time

Rack up a line, delete ya offline

Its offseason

Still hot, and bitch, I'm the reason

Two-four down and man is still steaming

Flow is extreme, I leave 'em all bleeding

I'm the major, take a swig, this one's for the Danger

Part Time Ranger necked down in one go

No saviour, more flavour, the harder I go, imma kill it

No kidding

Put your hands in the air for a minute

No chilling, no kidding

Put your cans in the air while I kill it

I'm raiding the energy, feeling divine

Speakers are peaking, a sign of the times

More lines, more crimes

Put your hands in the air while I rhyme

Mark me down as the king of the jungle, the prince of the seas

You gon' hear the rumble and know that it's me

I'm the voice of the wind, the talk of the town

Wasn't my choice of sin, but I'm bringing it now

Yeah, big man rager, source of power like saber, I'm coming with force

Singlet and blazer, we're lining up later

It's all down the table and looking like Morse

Like holy fuck, my cup filled to the brim

Looking like you need an uppercut to the chin

I'm a pig in muck way I'm soaking it in

Crowd in my hand, way I'm closing it in

Bro, I'm fast in the 'Rarri, they calling me Sainz

Lakers the way imma brush off the fines

Red wines, more crimes

Tonto bitch I'm in my prime

Its offseason

Still hot, and bitch, I'm the reason

Two-four down and man is still steaming

Flow is extreme, I leave 'em all bleeding

I'm the major, take a swig, this one's for the Danger

Part Time Ranger necked down in one go

No saviour, more flavour, the harder I go, imma kill it

No kidding

Put your hands in the air for a minute

No chilling, no kidding

Put your cans in the air while I kill it

I'm raiding the energy, feeling divine

Speakers are peaking, a sign of the times

More lines, more crimes

Put your hands in the air while I rhyme