Pack-a-Punch ft. Why Mark, J DOMS & Ahwra Lyrics

These rhymes they pack a punch

Just like they heavy handed

Ambidextrous my flows could

Use a straight jacket

Package deal me and Mark wrapped it up in plastic

Cigarillo gut collection bigger than my ashes

White ash boys shoutout So Fly niggas doing damage

Save tha Kidz got hella range they found the code and cracked it

I've had a broken heart

But look how broke my back is

You on the team but riding bench

Guess you could use some practice

My punk collective really me I need a couple soldiers

Ones to ride for theirs and step on shit until it's over

I handle business

You see the shows that I be promoting

It's only me world domination

Why DOMS set the quota

And while we at it we might as well go and set the score

The stage presence is excellent if you didn't know

At first glance you see Mark and probably think "nigga no"

But he rap laps around anybody who claiming GOAT

I'm that blasphemous

The rap bandit kid

The one who do damages

Don't know management

Because I handle myself

So keep yo hands to yo-self

Because I swing with a belt

Undisputed rap duo with the truest since of humor me

Fluently speaking braggadocious

Overdosing poets only one who notice

Is the one who has everything I need

I dedicate this to you yeah miss truly indeed

You the one who I want and got everything that I need

Let that freak flag fly

It's a cape

Soar through the sky

And these are and these are

Just thoughts

Pick up the pen and I jot

Yes I been going through lots

Haven't we all

It thickens the plot

Thicken the skin

Live in a box

Thick as a bitch

That's giving me top

Live in the dark

I'm scared I'm gone pop

Tired of running

I think I might walk

Better say something

I'm afraid of the fall

Live in my head and I built up a wall

Don't wanna end up like Anna Nicole

Lost all my friends I'm like who can I call

Never been satisfied I want it all

I want it all I want it all

Sometimes I wish that bullet hit me

Sometimes I wish I wasn't full of envy

Sometimes I wish I never left the city

Sometimes I wish I didn't feel self pity

Sometimes I wonder what I could've been

If I wasn't busy wishing plenty

And y'all can't really debate it

I been the greatest

Coming out the city where they slang it

It gets dangerous

I'm scared of being famous

I'm scared of being nameless

In a paradox just wasting

In a pair of socks I'm hanging

Just because