Sudden Death

Ensue the rampage, the kids in grind mode

When the beat is bumping heavy, I go psycho

What you thought I wouldn't come in with a nice flow

Clearly you don't know me homie, on this mic I'm quite dope

Need some proof then look no further as I get to murdering

I'm one determined worker, locked in, blocking out disturbances

Observe when he rips the verse, you already know my pen is merciless

Only scratching the surface, stay sturdy throughout the turbulence

Serving hits, I stay consistent, keep em rolling out

Yeah it's a gift to woah the crowd with the way I go to town

If all you're doing's spewing doubt then you should close your mouth

Cause I ain't tryna hear it, I just do my thing and hold it down