Nomad ft. Wavee, Ano, Nyck Cu$h & Myk LO Lyrics

I grip the mic like I'm standing at the urinal

I spazz the fuck out and paint your ass a mural

My raps ain't sick dawg they something more like terminal

And I spit it like I'm hacking up a fur ball

Verbal assault on the senses

My mind is a weapon, still put plates on the bench press

I wrote these letters, man, like Netflix and Next Guess

Killing mics with killa lines, I call them death threats

Penchant for murder on the beat, I'm the rap game John Wick

Set my sights on a track and it's gone quick

Only difference me and him is imma talk shit

Cuz imma slide too if one of my dawgs hit

Boss shit

Like the city on my back

It ain't though

It just sound cool on a rap

Young nomad, all the land is no man's

Catch me middle finger high other hand on my gonads

Wave

This feel like

Gentle breeze, Burnt lung

Lil weed, So what

I'm trying to get high tonight

I'm trying to get by tonight

I don't wannna fight tonight

But let a nigga try me and

I might just die tonight

Fuck it right

Let the ego talk

Now the eagle bark, Desert piece

Leave pieces like bite marks oh

Appetite go bigger than a shark I know

I don't even want the fucking throne

I be on my own like a Kobe Clone

RIP to the Mamba

I'm a monster on these hoes

Take it to the paint, like Wacka in the post

It's all flames, like a fire to a Goat

It's all game

Niggas claim killa, but my nigga

It's all names

They all the same

They all the same

Fake as they chains

Real as they names

I'm tying hit em where it hurts

From the grave to the bank to the church

Ain't nobody safe from this verse

Ano

Cush gawd, for a reason

Flow aligning with the seasons

Catch me in a cypher with Norwegians

Simply put I'm global

Mic enchanted by my vocals, took a break now awake and I'm even more soulful

Mastermind dignified, Biggie spitting hypnotize

Time to improvise, domination bums minimized

Crisis, keep me moving stress free and righteous

The Stew keeps cooking remedies to help avoid the virus

Leak me, I thank you, and if intentions may be hateful

I pull the turret out, through frequencies I'll rearrange you

Bron in the bubble

OG in the game but I'm still about the hustle

Channel Ali in the jungle

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

You a bragger had a chance and missed it

Wack and braggadocious

Greatest I'm the closest, I'm your greatness at my lowest

Molding deadly rhyme schemes bumping Marsha Ambrosius