Don’t mind me taking up the front seat
I get lil aggressive when it comes to these beats
To those who expect to bow down to the feet
And leave the corpse underneath the concrete
With a blade in the hand and I’ll kill them like slasher
Make them disappear like abra kadabra
Cross your heart and serve on a platter
Look so scared girl, what’s the matter?

Don’t you love me anymorе?
With the blood and the gore?
Do you not likе me?
Heart feeling sore?
Don’t you not wanna be with me anymore?
Were you too scared of the bodies under the floor?
You can not run and you can not hide
From all the problems, you gotta solve them
Don’t need a blade, I do more with a pen
In your city, drop bombs on them

And now the people are running for the lives away from the mushroom cloud
I would feel so down but I hear no sound
And get a views of these falling crowds
I’m seeing every single body drop
Watch them all hit the ground and flop
Leave the corpses to fucking rot
I can hear them all of the screaming, stop!
Now I know that I am better than the rest
Make a list and put me in the top 10
Of the most wanted rappers of all time
And I step up to the mic and cause a crime
You know I’m there when the bell has chimed
And the demons surround the ones who cried
And keeping those bitches in agony
Love can be such a tragedy

But now theres no beating me
I’m in beast mode, can you not see?
I’m about to cause up a scene
With the blood soaked into my jeans
And I’m sorry if I’m blunt, but there’s no way you can stop this
Injecting all the venom so that I can cause up a carnage

Don’t mind me taking up the row seat
I get lil aggressive when it comes to these beats
To those who expect to bow down to the feet
And leave the corpse underneath the concrete
With a blade in the hand and I’ll kill them like slasher
Make them disappear like abra kadabra
Cross your heart and serve on a platter
Look so scared girl, what’s the matter?

Don’t you love me anymore?
With the blood and the gore?
Do you not like me?
Heart feeling sore?
Don’t you not wanna be with me anymore?
Were you too scared of the bodies under the floor?
You can not run and you can not hide
From all the problems, you gotta solve them
Don’t need a blade, I do more with a pen
In your city, drop bombs on them