If I tell 'em what I know
They wouldn't wanna believe
Got my shit that's for the faded, it's waiting under my sleeve
I'm still cruising it in second
Hold it back in the ceiling
Till they ready for the levy to open up for the feeding
Then I chop shit
Then walk 'em to the studio and give 'em what their looking for
A sucker, any topic
Considerate the literate that's sorting through this constantly
Fuck it, yeah I'm awkward, I'm practically a monster
Fucking with the Brain I had to Super Sayan, your three and out
I'm out the pow
Meet it like I got it so I beat these motherfuckers giving energy that I have never seen
Until I'm writing on the paper like I'm not a human being
Extraterrestrial
I'm a piece of weapon now
FiringSquad stretch 'em out quick
I might not be stepping out
FiringSquad streaming this
T-block my brain is real sick

[Chorus: Z]
Fuck it if they want it, I'mma give it to 'em
Hit 'em with the Brainsick shit, aye
Ain't nobody talking like they really want it
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick
Find me on the stage in your city going sick