Eyes Low

By now if I'm not seeing rap loot

After this track I'll shoot myself in the chest like tattoo

Fuck a rap group

I came with so many drugs it looks like I'm wearing a fat suit

I spit fire, and burn rappers to ash statues

I'll beat your face in, I'll Billy Bat you

I flow so much, my jawline got a busted axel

Cali wax from glass tubes

I blow dirt in your face, reverse vacuum

Flash back, no grad school

Bad pupil, bashful, I'm closing a cats wound

On my street, knights defend castles

Pull lines from black poles

You'll get fished out and gutted

I brought lines and tackle

I don't care I'm an asshole

I'll running start kick you in the chest with both feet

Pulling both me and you in the back row

This beat got computer intelligence like macro

Catch me upstate hat low



Devilish, heretic, gremlin

African spitting cobra, venomous

Dipping cigs in ketamine

Rip the cig, rest the end of it on his brim

Spread his wig

Disrespect my shit

I'm shooting up wherever the school, church, reverend or wedding is

Don't want to spoil the end of this

But they'll be wheeling out body bags as big as Webster is

I "Glide" rockets from trailblazers since '95 like Drexler did

Blade runner, I go around hunting Nexus 6

Cloned biters and replicates

Who want to see this motherfucker beheaded say I

(I) I second it

Dissecting kids, til I'm standing mid-section deep in mid-sections and intestines shit

Codeine stain that soda green with percocets in it

Puffing vanilla skins, Jak's skeleton

With the 8-70 Remington

This that cult shit

Jak Tripper, American terrorist

Wretched brids

Tighter than rope fetishes

Choke feminist

I'll close both melons in

I just killed your girl don't mention it