[Verse 1: TVeno]

Selling out on tickets while I’m wilding on a high note
You best ride slow for a chance at survival
Cause my slogan’s to take no shit from anyone
Sleep with one eye open, there’s still plenty to come
Plenty to drum from this glistening gun I shot
Take me seriously and flee like how you’d run from cops
Lest you get tasered and stay stunned from the shock
Quadriplegia leave you stunted from the bottom to top
I blow you out like a box fan, and drop bands who think they rock stands
When they couldn’t even cop stans at their pеrformances
Your’s shit boring, leaving them snoring and shit
Pouring forty out for thе men I’ve killed on wax since joining this shit
The rawness, my mental harness, the originator
Of my hard shit, the bullseye for my target
Grab a defibrillator, causing he’s losing vitals
From guerilla warfare, my waves came down tidal
Spray him like Lysol, and dice all, oh how the mighty fall
Break your spinal cord like a jellyfish, make your final call
In the beginning, so you don’t meet your ending
You can’t stop the reign, face it, there’s no pretending
Kill em with this song, my grit’s strong and blooming
Like Cool James Smith, I leave this system booming

[Interlude: TVeno]
Number one, motherfucker!
Number one!
Shoutout to Guru!
Preemo, too!
Something to you!
Keep it real
Uh
Yeah
Keep it real
KEEP IT REAL!
Uh

[Verse 2: TVeno]

Tales from the stone cold villain
And his four fifth lifting splitting from spitting with no ill intention
Not to mention, no stopping the precision lyrically
Curing deaf and blind with one rhyme, from this position
I’m on a mission to strike gold with this album
The outcome’s a generation taking in a mouthful
Cryogenic flow, quotables colder than the North Pole
Mic in one hand, heater shooting in your torso
In the other, dangerous motherfucker from the East Coast
Same day delivery, cause it’s what the game needs most
I’m the full package, max stats in all facets
I saw you out of the bracket, cause you just can’t hack it
Get that wack shit out of my face, reroute the location
You’re going to, or feel the force of a tornado coming through
I slam grand like Derek Jeter, knock the rhymes out the park
Wordplay sharper than five thousand darts
Buck 50 shine, count the scars
Cold Chillin’ outrapping your whole album’s bars
Blizzards form from the path that I freeze
When I speak, it hails strong enough to crush an emcee
Word up
[Outro: TVeno]

Word up!
Coming from a straight shooter
Live from Massachusetts
Keep it real
Yeah