(Intro: UNBORN)

Call me cocky nah I’m just proud
I’m going up here I am now
Nothing but complications your head is vacant and
I’m tired of you telling me that I’m not gonna make it

(Chorus: UNBORN)

Okay shut up for a second i'm boutta pull up with a dottz'
That boy gon' need a Bible when I show him that I’m god
Fed him a chip to his tooth but i’m not a dentist so he can’t talk
Rapping shit in the booth I sound so british
Are you having a laugh mate?

(Verse 1: UNBORN)

Gave him a fade and a slap on his face
Now we going back and forth like Tom and Jerry
He said give me a break my life’s at stake now he’s on his knees praying in a monastery
Going round and round like a race make him hide in a shell like a turtle
I heard you’re having a bad day
Throw a book at his hеad like moaning myrtle

(Versе 2: UNBORN)
I don’t do this rap shit often
I normally scream like my heads in a coffin
Have him coughing like he got covid I think it's best you head to the doctors
I’m just joking you’re gonna need way more than a doctor maybe doctor who
Put you in the tardis send you home to your family in Timbuktu

(Chorus: UNBORN)

Okay shut up for a second boutta pull up with a dottz
That boy gon need a Bible when I show him that I’m god
Gave him a 1-2 in the parking lot
Tie the knot your girl is for the gang she a thot

(Verse 3: UNBORN)

Okay i'm speaking from my mind right now
I’m tired of all the bullshit that forms in your mouth
Time out, i'mma knock your lights out
Told me that you’re better now I doubt
Like what the fuck you talking 'bout

Blow it up like apache turn everyone into zombies (uh)
Nobody can trust you all you ever do is fuck it up
It’s the same thing over and over again you have talked enough
I've have had to say goodbye to some friends wasn’t my choice we got set on different paths
(Verse 4: Jerahmeel)

Free yourselves for generations like a cemetery
Hereditary very icy like it’s Ben and Jerry’s
Cold shoulder solitary, living totalitari
Military rule these n***as parrots and Canaries
Acting fools

N***as talking pocket watching sobbing starving for the clout
Till my pocket rocket target socket bleeding from their mouth
Yah music has no message n***a fuck you cryin' 'bout
N***as bot a couple followers and do a turnaround