[Verse 1: Kid Bookie]
Put the gun in ya
Pull a bullet to punish ya
I'm the son of a
Bitch that wouldn't even want none of ya
Put your money where your mouth is when you're coming bruh
2020 living I'm giving up on the funny stuff
And anybody thinking they're winning wouldn't of done enough
Alright I'm sick of this shit
Everybody wanna go against Books, go run it up!
Life is a mother-fucking piece of shit madness
And I think its better when you're feeling its crashing
Cause you gotta lift up be a bit passive
Seeing this bat shit, crazy, industry, turn a bit lazy
I wonder when normality continues
So I plunder into fallacy and bring you
Everything they wouldn't manually just think too
Cause I'm happier letting all my cavalry just hit you!
Who in the fuck do you think you're staring at
Telling me I'm the cause of this boredom hysteria
Got the kids all thinking rebellions cool and its scary huh?
Some day soon I think they're gonna be all in America
With a bunch of guns and the hunters are more and the merrier
Storming the steps of everything that's haunting the empire
Think of I've done enough of this shit, so suck on this dick
And tell me who's running this bitch!
[Hook: Young Wicked]
Cuz I've been livin every day like
I can't feel the fuckin daylight
I roll my weed up and I stay high
Leavin haters by the wayside
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness in my eyes
That's when I come alive

[Verse 2: Monoxide]
Every time that I look
Another troll on the internet
Actin like they wrote the book
Attention they hopin I give em that
But I'm on they throat with a foot
Keepin it movin no lookin back
I see the hate in the looks
But I'm still alive would ya look at that
An If I had it my way most of y'all would of all disappeared
Into thin air like I turned to Thanos an snapped
Now it's clear If your lookin halos
Then this ain't the kinda place for you to come an relax
I only relay what is facts
I came in the game with an axe
Smokin a pack and half before you could finish a fag
Now that's what I call a drag
Now let me get back on track like a needle
You don't know me and you don't know my people
And I could care less I ain't hopin to meet ya
But get in my way I'll delete ya
Like X on the key board as I'll ever be lord
I told em to be more respectful to me or
I'll cut you in half like a divorce cuz hurt is my recourse
If I wanna be more than just fodder for laughs
Outta my path outta my lane
I'm outta patience dealin the wit the same
Peoples that's in the way I need a change
I brought the thunder now all of em caught in the reign
I came from under the ground and went right for the stage
Page after page
Of nothin but paper champs that I just rip up an turn em to paper mâché
Blame it away
Say what you say
I got the shoulders to carry the weight
I'm not suppose to survive the berate
How am I even alive here today
[Hook: Young Wicked]
Cuz I've been livin every day like
I can't feel the fuckin daylight
I roll my weed up and I stay high
Leavin haters by the wayside
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness in my eyes
That's when I
Come alive

[Verse 3: Jamie Madrox]
Hustle hard I'm conditioned for it
On a come up still jealous bitch ignore it
We been preaching on it
Like we been anointed
Music slapping haters
Keep em disappointed
That be waiting for failure
Watching the haters line up
On a mission to take spots
We don't ask for permission
Or bitches to listen
Or worry about suckas who take shots
In our own lane blow out the frame
Like lines of cane
And mad walker from Johnny
On the rocks still killing the game
While we stimulate both
The mind and the body
Anybody gotta a reason to turn up
And hit em hard homie
You know its us
Fuck em all to the core
And give em more every time that I
Ma fuckin bust
Jump in it like double-duch
Belly screaming I'm bending
On bubble guts
Not offended but if they is blaming us
Then I'm flipping from
Humble to ravenous
Belly empty I'm angry and scandalous
Single kick with precision
And double punch
Bet them ears is stinging now listen up
I'm a real bad decision
Don't listen jump
Not a pimp or a player you pussy punk
Shoot from point of position
I don't dunk
You's a bucket of bitch that I don't bump
Me and Bookie and Wicked and Paul thump
Lace the game like a track and its sewn up
Dropping shit like consistent you know us
Ain't no flaws in the vision don't hold up
And we blast with precision so good luck
[Hook: Young Wicked]
Cuz I've been livin every day like
I can't feel the fuckin daylight
I roll my weed up and I stay high
Leavin haters by the wayside
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness in my eyes
That's when I
Come alive
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness in my eyes
That's when I
Come alive
Come alive