[Verse]
Uh
I make the terrain dark, it get sinister
Highly trained in the art of flames, we ain't similar
I'm a permanent resident, they just visitors
I got a style that get foul as The Inquisitor's
Throw on the executioner's mask, we goin' digital
I'm way more skilled than the past, and more physical
My clips long like movie credits (Tzazazazaza!)
Emcees get cut like movie edits
Crushed and beheaded; I'm premium gas, they take unleaded
In thе streets, for the cheese, n***as get shrеdded
Uh— I'm comfortable in my own skin
It's no pretend, I'm comfortable with my own wins
I'm settin' my own trends, still stockin' up (Dump Gawd)
Dump Lord raise the profits up, pockets filled up (Lalalalalalalala)
But not with pocket dust; it ain't no knockin' us
My catalog solidified a season for them ducks
Chain thick like the cable from a truck
Chain thick like Brazilian lifted butts
Ain't no if, ands or buts, we run shit
Thinkin' I'ma ever fall off? That's dumb shit
If you wanna talk gold, then I been struck it
Fahim flow nastier than Chum Bucket
When it comes to this rap shit, I cause ruckus
I look like Jack Sparrow, I stack ducats
Well-connected, so I pull strings like puppets
I piss out platinum and shit gold nuggets
The pressure - many have just fold from it
Hop up in the booth and beat the beat like it stole somethin'
[Outro]
Uh, here we go
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go