[Chorus: vnubix]
Feeling like I'm Anakin
Channeling all my anger
And I'm gripping on my rifle
Got you stepping like a mannequin
Your groupies fucking panicking
My boy getting the damage in
I poke you with my dagger
And your brain getting to scrambling

[Verse 1: EDDISON & Donald Trump]
They're bringing drugs
They're bringing crime
Bitch
I miss you with the blip
She go blip
Ain't nobody fucking with me
I like my bitch stupid
And I shoot like Cupid
Aye, but I ain't do it
Baby cry for me
Pull that drop, hoe
Now you got me looking like a two-toned froze in a big bankroll
N***a you know how I go, go
When was the last time you saw a Chevrolet in Tokyo?
Bitch
I miss you with the blip
She go blip
Ain't nobody fucking with me
[Bridge: vnubix]
Oh, ay, ay, ay
Had to kill this shit with my boy Ed
We out here bitch
For all you lame ass rappers, I had to shut your asses up for a minute
Ay, woah

[Verse 2: vnubix]
Bitch I hope you strapped up
Better keep your Mac up
Hollow be the name, I'ma demon when I act up
Suicidal, grippin' on your bible
And I'm homicidal so I grip my rifle
Buncha bullets like the disciples
All you motherfuckers fake banging with you ooh
Think you really banging but you poppin' .22s
Making choices, why? So you better fucking choose
Dying from my pride or you dying from the news

[Chorus: vnubix]
Feeling like I'm Anakin
Channeling all my anger
And I'm gripping on my rifle
Got you stepping like a mannequin
Your groupies fucking panicking
My boy getting the damage in
I poke you with my dagger
And your brain getting to scrambling
[Verse 3: vnubix]
God to the game, leave you fuckers on silent
Get up off my D, anymore I'm getting violent
All you fucking dick riders, n***a I'm the pilot
All you fucking birds, when I swing you get to flocking
Name another fucker like me
God in the day, you a peasant to a king
Lord of the Damned and I'm moving in the fleet
Got seven shooters and they under street
Shit get to poppin', bet you hiding in the streets
Down to you fuckers staying hidden in the trees
I'ma end the game, I'ma demon, I'ma creep

[Verse 4: vnubix]
Now I had to get back, on track, for the rappers that are really bad
Made my backhand smack
All you fuckers that can rap
I'ma say that you ain't really bangin'
Tell me take it back, on god I don't lack
Claiming that you a [?], you ain't seen a kill
Bitch I do this for the thrill
So I kill to Kill Bill
All you motherfuckers need to chill
I don't need no dollar bills
I don't want no fucking deal
Fuck a house in the hills