[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I'll turn this shit into Armageddon
Fucking with me, then I'm armed and ready
They told me to get 'em, I said that I got 'em
I hit 'em, he limp, now his body heavy
Ain't got time for games
Eyes on me, you look wrong
Bitch, I put your body on display
Had me playing god today
I'll turn this shit into Armageddon
Fucking with me, then I'm armed and ready
They told me to get 'em, I said that I got 'em
I hit 'em, he limp, now his body heavy
Ain't got time for games
Eyes on me, you look wrong
Bitch, I put your body on display
Had me playing god today

[Verse 1: Mix Williams]
Bitch, I'm the man, and they can't accept it, I had a vision, I manifested
I'm all on my bag, you see the receipts, I got a dream, and I plan to get it
This shit only come to you if you let it, if you ain't ready, it swallow you up, I can guarantee
It's true what they say that the higher you go it get harder to breathe
I move with the gang full of killers, they can hit you from deep reggie miller
They say I should stop with the violence, but my mom didn't raise ain't no quitter
Huh, you ain't surprising me
Promise, if you making money, I want me a piece of that just like a biopsy, hating n***as be quiet please
Huh, walk in this bitch, I'm the man
All you lil' n***as wouldn't understand, see me and they ran
Aizen won again, bitch, I'm in demand
I can see them n***as obviously mad
Feel like a god today
Losing - I can never tolerate
I'm finna dominate, no stopping me
If I want I could pull up and I'll turn this shit into Armageddon
[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I'll turn this shit into Armageddon
Fucking with me, then I'm armed and ready
They told me to get 'em, I said that I got 'em
I hit 'em, he limp, now his body heavy
Ain't got time for games
Eyes on me, you look wrong
Bitch, I put your body on display
Had me playing god today
I'll turn this shit into Armageddon
Fucking with me, then I'm armed and ready
They told me to get 'em, I said that I got 'em
I hit 'em, he limp, now his body heavy
Ain't got time for games
Eyes on me, you look wrong
Bitch, I put your body on display
Had me playing god today

[Verse 2: DizzyEight]
Wait, I am him
Got 'em looking at me like a monument
At the center I'm bigger like monolith
But I'm not with the crowd, I don't follow them
Had to move maneuver, smooth go through 'em
I'm cool pursuing the truth you was hiding with
I been really cool of the violence
But I can still make 'em peel like psoriasis
I think I'm clear, I'm the GOAT
Ask my peers, my pen is a spear that I tote
Words like a weapon, they fear what I wrote
I'm in a tier you ain't near what I'm on
When I get near, disappear like begone
Nevermind when I'm here, disappear like a ghost
Cheers, when Dizzy appear, you toast
Watch him get pinned to the wall like a post, wait, wait
Look, it's been a fact, the pen extract
The illest raps, I spin it back
I spin 'em back, they spinning raps
We spinning back to spin his cap
If he still intact we gon' finish that
Put a round to his head like a fitted cap
It's a new era, I ain't into that
I put an end to that, if you push me, then
[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I'll turn this shit into Armageddon
Fucking with me, then I'm armed and ready
They told me to get 'em, I said that I got 'em
I hit 'em, he limp, now his body heavy
Ain't got time for games
Eyes on me, you look wrong
Bitch, I put your body on display
Had me playing god today
I'll turn this shit into Armageddon
Fucking with me, then I'm armed and ready
They told me to get 'em, I said that I got 'em
I hit 'em, he limp, now his body heavy
Ain't got time for games
Eyes on me, you look wrong
Bitch, I put your body on display
Had me playing god today

[Verse 3: GameboyJones]
I'll bring this shit to your front door, if you want war!
Man, I'll mess up your face like I fucked up a contour
Leave you done for
Homie needs a plan like he went to the drug store
Yeah, I just be doing the most
Pull up, turn 'em to a ghost
You know how it goes, ain't trying to brag or boast
But the gap between us isn't close
'Cause I've been ten steps ahead of you
Driving this shit, my hands sitting on ten and two
Not the main character, you're just my interlude
I'll be collecting your soul for some revenue, wait 'till I sever you
Chopper gon' sing - Barry Manillo
Put him six feet, now your man is low
More magazines than a centerfold
Chopped him in half, left him hollow his center folds
N***as ain't packing a toolie like it's Call Of Duty
Your only clips are when you act
Man, I've been mad unruly, feel like Ratatouille
How I'm pulling these strings from the back
Your Soul is leaving Society
You don't want bend, so you better stop eyeing me
Giving you Mori, I'll leave out Calliope
Shot after shot after shot after shot, you gon' beg for sobriety