[Intro: Z]
So everybody wanna be a chopper these days huh?
Everybody got a dragon mouth, its crazy
Brainsick man, do it right or don't this shit you know?

[Verse 1: Z]
They wanna toke it like a dragon but they heart start bitchin' up
Never walked the block in the car harping it up
Never got jumped in the car park tented up
Always got drunk and went hard from the shoulders up
Recline me, how the pedal was so fluffy in the blood
They wouldn't touch it when a bunch of my semen was on they tongue
Telling her "be disgusting", I'm not even needing to run
I'm been beat seeking these funds with a meat cleaver for lungs
Chopping has hit this head like I'm hitch-hiking, a bum
But I really walk around with a backpack full of drugs and guns
Doing it most my life, I'm making tons of runs
Brainsick in my mind I'm what the devil was
That's why I walk across this earth like I rised out my hearse
With a blunt stick lit with the side of the curb
You think I really give a fuck what they think of my words
I'll break their pals in this herb when this mic gets mur
I murdered
I've been chopping it from the heart before this shit was even called that
Had this fucking game, need to choke on a ball-gag
Couple hundred Prozacs
Sniff, I was small
Bet your mesh shorts are hazmat suits, with no Evans
[Bridge: Z]
Dire weak rapper die
Fucking tired of mu'fuckers man
This chopping shit has been in my blood since I started rapping
Dragon mouth
The fuck you think the tattoo from
Hahahah

[Chorus: Z]
Head of a mental with my pencil
I'mma write it on my scalp like I'm Brainsick, patient
I just wanna write
I just wanna cut 'em up, I don't wanna stop
Put they body in the burner stomp the beat and then I chop
Get 'em
Nobody wanna get it cause I'm serving up this dope but they be speaking like they Riddick
Nope
Nobody wanna get it cause I'm serving up this dope but they be speaking like they Riddick
Got out my mental with my pencil
I'mma write it on my scalp like I'm Brainsick, patient
I just wanna write
I just wanna cut 'em up, I don't wanna stop
Put they body in the burner stomp the beat and then I chop
Get 'em
Nobody wanna get it cause I'm serving up this dope but they be speaking like they Riddick
Nope
Nobody wanna get it cause I'm serving up this dope but they be speaking like they Riddick
[Outro: Z]
I'm not saying all y'all is weak
But damn, if you ain't a chopper don't chop
Man, find yo lane
When mu'fuckers hear that, they can tell if you forcing that shit and it don't work
A real chopper hear yo shit, ugh
I ain't trynna downplay mu'fuckers
Just saying, find what fits you
If it ain't Brainsick, Strange Muzik
Murder Music
All the old school greats, you know what I'm saying
Busta, Twista, Bones
If it ain't that, but fucking chop it
You know
There's motherfuckers out here that'll put fire on these fucking tracks
But it's not you
Go make a club song
Something you can fucking riot to
Kill