[Hook: Swisher Sleep]
First day with my cellmate, I knuckled up
N***a said some slick shit
N***a I jumped off the bunk
I done been through all the funk
I stayed solid, ain't crumbled up, suffer what?
If I come home with a bloody lip, bitch pucker up
Buckle up, I'm battle tested
Through the killing, all the Wild Wild West shit
N***as hop out, might press shit
Lost friends and money, I'm invested
Bitch, I'm battle tested
Cool under pressure, don't sweat shit
Asked about a murder, ain't said shit
I'ma keep my head on my neck shit, bitch I'm-

[Verse 1: Swisher Sleep]
Harder than a little bit, I'm never sentimеntal
From the center, [just took?] in thе middle of it
I done been up in it, living it and n***as killing
Ain't nobody innocent, initiated
Everybody reaching for the [rigids?]
And a bitch gon get it for me
Hand it to me like a cigarette and-
And I ain't- And I ain't even hit it yet
The business, I cannot own, go against it
Got my [?] affected, get a medic, should'a let it slide
Shit's pathetic, woo, sympathetic who?
Ooh, three to the chest, got chastized
Close one, aim at him vest-high
Burnt his shit like Left Eye
Make a better move in the next life
Laced by the game, I'm an [anti-race?]
In my lane and I step right, aye
Going through my brain while I'm sitting in the rain at a red light
One of the greatest to do it anywhere, I'm everywhere
I'm heavy there, I'm probably finna be there into February
Everybody coming when I run 'em through the portal
I cannot be resisted by a mortal
I'm a total different kind of locomotive, lock-and-loaded
You ain't got no cojones and you know this, you are bogus
Let me hold this, I'ma take this dough and turn it to a donut
Anyway, the oldschool [?] way
These n***as simulate it, they ain't real
Stick em with a tack, see if they can feel for real (feel for real)
Tire screech, erk, yup, that n***a might squeal for real
Get up out my grill for real, we fuck em up
Tuck and duck, where I'm from we square up
Boy shut it up, uppercut, my
[Hook: Swisher Sleep]
First day with my cellmate, I knuckled up
N***a said some slick shit
N***a I jumped off the bunk
I done been through all the funk
I stayed solid, ain't crumbled up, suffer what?
If I come home with a bloody lip, bitch pucker up
Buckle up, I'm battle tested
Through the killing, all the Wild Wild West shit
N***as hop out, might press shit
Lost friends and money, I'm invested
Bitch, I'm battle tested
Cool under pressure, don't sweat shit
Asked about a murder, ain't said shit
I'ma keep my head on my neck shit, bitch I'm-

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
Winning when they want it, I'ma make some dinner with you
I done took you to the haunted, I don't want a picture with you
What's the ticket for the feature 'cause I wanna kill it with you
Battle tested plus I'm faded so I spit the sick up in you
Armageddon, I behead 'em, they can all be on the menu
Ain't no capping with the rapping, n***as die if ?I? offend you
Fuck it all I eat 'em raw, I make 'em [?] tissue
And I promise on my momma it ain't nothing just to end you, n***a
Flatline, ch-ka ch-ka, all dead
Umm, I ain't leaving till my homies all fed
All read soup when I fill 'em with the raw lead
If they wanna go to war then we can all get
Yep, I'ma put it to you, hit 'em with the voodoo
They don't wanna hear it, I'm a spirit like I'm Shaka Zulu
Ain't no kinda fear, eat 'em like my noodle
N***as really tripping, I'ma send 'em in a pile of doodoo
They don't want no ?head? play the background
Knock 'em round with dem ting, lay the smackdown
Been around me, n***as strap down
No ting, biddy bing bing with the rap mouth
Dem a all the way glee when I rap now
Man down, run up on me, lay 'em flat down
Now they got the bounty, sit your ass down
?call Blade?, they can all fade, never back down
[Interlude: Twisted Insane]

[Hook: Swisher Sleep]
First day with my cellmate, I knuckled up
N***a said some slick shit
N***a I jumped off the bunk
I done been through all the funk
I stayed solid, ain't crumbled up, suffer what?
If I come home with a bloody lip, bitch pucker up
Buckle up, I'm battle tested
Through the killing, all the Wild Wild West shit
N***as hop out, might press shit
Lost friends and money, I'm invested
Bitch, I'm battle tested
Cool under pressure, don't sweat shit
Asked about a murder, ain't said shit
I'ma keep my head on my neck shit, bitch I'm-

[Verse 3: King Iso]
Ayy, bitch I'm
Reminiscing when they had a n***a sitting under the little light
And they ask him bout the murder of the one I love insinuating my participation
I'm like "what the fuck?"
But then they wanna send in the piggy boy for a couple guns?
Bet that you would have to solve another one
The caliber would've been Khaled if knew just what was done (ficki-ficki)
Fuck around, I blow it, it's my other lung
Bitch I got more paws than the 101s
I've been a savage Forever, bitch had the nerve to ask my age, I said "21"
Balling on her, pulled the TEC out, said "what's done is done"
A n***a mad, okay buttercup
Acting high powered until he get puffed in another blunt
Then I pass it to Swish, it's a massive assist
Yeah, we back in this bitch like a bloody dump
Get a sip of Kool-aid out, this the sucker punch
Kriss Kross me, these twins make you jump and jump
I'm off the wall, where's Humpty Dump
Got a bazooka for who wanna bump they gums
I'm from the slums, the jungle, brrump-pum-pum
Cause I'm a 51-50 when the drums are [?on?]
So run like a little homie, you Bubba Gump
They shocked they blew up G but it's just begun
And now your wife on me doing a humpty-hump
(You know what time it is!)
Back then I was 16 behind bars
That's a full circle moment square, shut it up
N***as yelling "fresh meat" not knowing I'm the Butcher with some Conways
Murk em with a cutter tucked
Ran more fades than the song when the cut is up
And put the blade to this n***a neck and said I'd cut him up
And my adrenaline rushing was nuttier than buddy love
But then I got free and turned up on em just because the-
[Hook: Swisher Sleep]
First day with my cellmate, I knuckled up
N***a said some slick shit
N***a I jumped off the bunk
I done been through all the funk
I stayed solid, ain't crumbled up, suffer what?
If I come home with a bloody lip, bitch pucker up
Buckle up, I'm battle tested
Through the killing, all the Wild Wild West shit
N***as hop out, might press shit
Lost friends and money, I'm invested
Bitch, I'm battle tested
Cool under pressure, don't sweat shit
Asked about a murder, ain't said shit
I'ma keep my head on my neck shit, bitch I'm-