[Verse: AkinG Kalld Pedro]

I'm on your ass
And I'm frustrated
You know the same topic
With a polish content
You dare to knock this
Well you're hating
Matter fact you're racist, an Atheist
So extreme cuz my rapture visions are getting so vivid G
God spoke to me the other day
And told me life is but a faze
But not eternal flames
I see you waste away your time
Bitching and moaning on why you haven't discovers the fame
Chris columbus claimed a place not his
So why should I give you shit
Switch it please
Know your place
Grab that mirror and watch your face
I know yourself
Fuck a woe
There you go
Here your flow
I do for my sis to pay her back them jordan shoes
I do this to obtain the king of Dc
Rashad know I'm the truth
I go so hard on Vincent funky product
Cuz a n***as wanna be heard
I got a lot of days to make up in church
Plus I do it for the future mother of my kids
This for my blood
I do this for my brother dealing with the heavy bass
Knocking from the other room
I'm sorry for ruckus
I do this for my mother too
She's hoping I blow up so soon
So I can pay for rent and food
For fifty five thousands moons
And my pop as well
If he pick up his cell
And give me a call
I would hate for him to die alone
I would hate to imitate his life and end up my own
I'm in my zone
Run my town from twilight
Cast oblivion on the competition
Acting like they warren buff or Scarface
I godfather these chickens
Now I can rant about snitches
Bitches throwing away lousy convictions
Or the chances I'm always missing with mistress
I got a Mrs. that's so suspicious
Trust me its all non-fictions
I'm quite malicious and ambitious
But it's a mission to get commission
For the shit I'm Spitting
Fuck the riches
I want recognition, never want to be picky picking
Asking Christ for permission
I'm a Christian
Fuck opinions on religion
Listen, I'll be in positions
To emission private prisons and the villains
Don't Hit him I see you dissing
Admit it
Kiss the ring
I'm Bound to win
MVP, Fuck a 3
I'm dunking like all star week
People say they love my drive
But where the hell is my ride
Yelling panda panda panda
Going in on stanzas Frank Sinatra in the flesh
With a sunburn I guess
You can say I'm up next
This is all before I slept
And dove straight into my dreams
Like paradoxical R.E.M
I'm lucid
Read my brain waves
And surf the seas fishing for my scheme
It's like a movie scene in 3d
C-G-I know exactly what I'm doing
My n***a It's a storm brewing like death
I hope he choose the best out the rest
And not the first I burst
I hope I won't have to disperse
Chanting a horrid verse
I'll nurse the you back to life
The beat was more than hurt
Riga-mortis, Matando because it's worth it
Your raps are looking worthless
I do this for a purpose
I do for this for the only thing I loved but never met
This ain't no test
It's my reality
It's looking like my days multiplied the stress
Now I think I'm out of things to say
Man I.........