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  • Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
  • Year of Release:2024

Lyrics

I need a moment of clarity, pick up the pen and I put down the celery

Stalk, I'm inhaling, I'm feeling you feeling like I'm just a Mexican begging for charity

Bitch, I'm an earner deserving the treasury, I got three kids, I put down my legacy

Ain't no stability, just an epiphany, that TwoThree year old chronic is history

I'ma get drunk, smoke up an ounce, like it or not, that's my identity

Get with my boys, hit up your grandma's house, shot everybody and lit up the Christmas tree

That kind of energy eventually gets the police to want you underneath the facility

You don't wanna see no penitentiary, rather find Jesus and start up a ministry

I need some medicine, possibly Hennessy, put down the drink

Pick up the very cheap glock that I got from a seller of weaponry

Mentally set to be ready for enemies, peddling anything under the heavens

Long as these fiends keep ingesting this chemistry, lot of these rappers don't even wanna mention me

I'm executing lyrical vasectomies, I'm in the middle of villain and civil

Scandalous kid that'll scribble a riddle, your compliments tickles

My ego, it fizzles into confidence and my audience triples

This is the pinnacle, this is the peak, communicating with you live from the peace

Of mind that is granted whenever I'm damaging mics and I'm emptying clips into beats


Kick it wit me for a minute while I hit it from the side

Four deep in the ride, smoke sweets till I die

Any given Two0 minutes, getting high off of that killa

Yeah, yeah, kick back, blaze it up, blaze it up, kick back

And I don't give a fuck, do I make myself clear

Kick it wit me for a minute while I hit it from the side

Four deep in the ride, smoke sweets till I die

Any given Two0 minutes, getting high off of that killa

Yeah, yeah, kick back, blaze it up, blaze it up, kick back

And I don't give a fuck, do I make myself clear


Burying instruments deep, under the dirt where they never recover

An arrogant sucker attempting to revive it back with his rapping'll

Perish this summer, a serious clusterfuck coming together

I rhyme anytime and no matter the weather

As fine as some wine that was kept in a cellar

Up top and I'm flying helicopter propeller

Y'all need a session of therapy, y'all need a lesson

Apparently, listen up carefully

What you have being presented to you in the flesh is a rarity

Test if you dare to see, I seen your best it's hilarity

SNL parody, I'm unimpressed, it's embarrassing

I'm from that Texas we thoroughly built

Y'all little tricks got security quilts

We at the top of the pyramid still

Kicking the shit that'll scare & give chills

Inferior skills get extinguished, you facing a genius

And y'all just some little huerquios

Palabras like bullets ejected from steel

When I crept in the building and kept it concealed

Ya fucking guppy

I'm the hook and the line and the fisherman's reel

I'm wheeling and dealing and spinning the wheel

Get your captain, lieutenant, and general killed

Who said that I won't? Well, tell him I will

And then let em melt from the chemical spill

They skeptical, let it go over my head as I flow

Cigarillo of dro, cup of regular joe

Caffeinated and blowed calculated

Composed y'all awakened the ghost


Kick it wit me for a minute while I hit it from the side

Four deep in the ride, smoke sweets till I die

Any given Two0 minutes, getting high off of that killa

Yeah, yeah, kick back, blaze it up, blaze it up, kick back

And I don't give a fuck, do I make myself clear

Kick it wit me for a minute while I hit it from the side

Four deep in the ride, smoke sweets till I die

Any given Two0 minutes, getting high off of that killa

Yeah, yeah, kick back, blaze it up, blaze it up, kick back

And I don't give a fuck, do I make myself clear


I'ma spaz on the track

A massive attack of the heart

Don't start, get your ass handed back

To your mom with a card saying that bastard is wack

Now the bitch, wheezing hard having

Anaphylactic seizures

I breeze through calamity

Count on me like seasonal allergies

I'm a samurai suffering insanity

Coming with a cavalry and uneventful tragedies

I cut you like calories

I don't need no help, I got it covered like canopies

You snakes don't rattle me, expose you to reality

You ain't rooted to it like a cavity

You're all sensitive & shit

Holes in your body, I never miss when I hit

It's killa chronic with the wit to bomb a nation

You just an abomination offending my congregation

You need a combination of various medications

And constantly have to take them

I'm just saying

You gotta take a back seat to my obligations

I'm Contemplating to clap or conversate

I'm actually on vacation relaxing

With a tray on my lap and a model basking

In the rays, I'm laughing at your hatred

Perhaps then I'm a stay

A terrorist threat, grab a tec, retaliate

Threaten, assassination, attempts and agitate

Catch a glimpse of what you're missing

Resist but can't escape

A basket case, a nut, a cashew laced

With angel dust

I'm a game of Russian roulette

With a fully loaded six-shooter

Plus eighty cut throat intruders

Telling you, give me the loot

And them faded Chucks

Give it up


Kick it wit me for a minute while I hit it from the side

Four deep in the ride, smoke sweets till I die

Any given Two0 minutes, getting high off of that killa

Yeah, yeah, kick back, blaze it up, blaze it up, kick back

And I don't give a fuck, do I make myself clear

Kick it wit me for a minute while I hit it from the side

Four deep in the ride, smoke sweets till I die

Any given Two0 minutes, getting high off of that killa

Yeah, yeah, kick back, blaze it up, blaze it up, kick back

And I don't give a fuck, do I make myself clear


Kick it wit me for a minute while I hit it from the side

Four deep in the ride, smoke sweets till I die

Any given Two0 minutes, getting high off of that killa

I'm riding wit that ripper

Older brother of my ninja

Give a fuck about your bitch

I Give a fuck about my liver

I'ma sever any ties

If you a hater in disguise

Come against a Mexican picture

A player get surprised

Tippin' down, I'm throwin', I'm stumblin

Actin' bad, Not mumblin

Got the munchies like

Fuck it, let's go munch

My stomach's rumblin

And I'm hype like rumblin

After school behind McDonald's

And I'm high like that Rocky Mountain view

In Colorado

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