(Intro: Diverse One)
Yeah
Diverse
JP

(Verse 1: Diverse One)
Living off borrowed time like Timberlake
'Scaped doom just In Time but made your timbers shake
Hint the vague-ness behind my lyrics
But I runaway runaway from the hate fast
The Mix Bag got mixed reviews
But I'm still in the mix still stealin' shows
I'm Steal, Cop, Confused?
My lyrics need dissection not views
Fuse a fuse, noose, You who lose
Shoot, Shoot, Shoot
Arrest like Guru
Show the full clip 'Fore judin' my escape plan
CityScape and skate is how I skate man
Why you budgin'? Hussin'? Hush, I'm already gone!
October City, Home of the Don
But not Done as in never coming back
Finna take a break can't confiscate or hate that
I runaway like Ye from Ye fans
Or Ye from Ye man
No Wave I wave hand
Fiasco, don't need no deep-ass show
Just dope-ass beats and my dope-ass flow will flap
Saliva enducin' raps, who's in?
I'm usin' music as my getaway place
I'mma head away gates open
Clip still loadin' as I go in
It ain't denotin' the last light but the flashlight is off
Monsters above
I'm gone!
(Vers)
(Pre-Hook: Kanye West)
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

(Hook: Kanye West)
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can

(Verse 2: JP)
On the mic, I’m ill, the illest ever
Get off that grill
Give you the realest never
Dear I’m tenderloin, the price of all the slices
Raw, shooting shots as cold as ice is
No logic, but imma enter with an amen
Closer to hell than motherfucking cavemen
Push ya out of the league, I’m not playing
Globalization, plague, contagious what I’m saying
Depression came with the wind, it’s open-airs
Kinda sad and frustrated, can’t ball upstairs
Yeah blow me up like some C4s
Stuck, and bout to explode
I only see foes, Nothing to spare to people
I’m going for the strike
The Gear ain’t equal, unique, so not alike
Trying to drain this game, fish stuck in a tank
No sea to see, swim in pee, ain’t freely
Tryna control this game
Closed doors,Cock pit, married to game
Not going to divorce
Immortal, not talking bout Jesus
Talking features, Setting it so low
Like the Chinese’s, thanks to my teachers
Blowing out so much cold
Too much to handle
I’m the wind, so I wouldn’t light a candle
Goddamn lion, hungry, incorrectly fed
I’m eating slices now, coarse, gaining the right bread
(Pre-Hook: Kanye West)
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

(Hook: Kanye West)
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can