adrenaline

give it away now!

l-look look look look look

i can't call it

i always seem to take one step backward and five steps forward

nothing to gain

its like everything mortgaged

ya'll can love me or ya'll won't

go ahead talk shit

cautious

report shit

live out of hell

since all my dudes either alive or outta jail

won't fold

won't curl

no wonder all this weights on my shoulders

i'm sitting on the bottom of the world

they say

tears are words that your mouth can't speak

rubber on every arm could fire but cant reach

i say

streets learn you what the schools can't teach

my job is to get a gospel that the church won't preach

something like a rock star

keep the live band

just sub my true religions for they're skin tight pants

ass on my wife

no nice implants

i mean no accessories

the crime's been an accessory

it's a thinking man's world

shit is chess to me

so let the king move mean time

let it be

it's the junk yard gang

drew hudson repping jersey

revers the psyche on life and do the mic dirty

tired

hungry and thirsty

motherfuck fame

matter of fact

when this verse ends forget my name

it's the message

not the man

the vision

not the plan

no glits

no glam

just pure connection with the fans

half your downloads get deleted with the spam

these dudes keep it so real they come across fake

straight boring

ignore these wack bastards

approaching to forwards as frauds is ass backwards

i just vividly spit it to pick it differently

rip all the vodka

swig it then pissing on negativity

the pen is mightier than the trigger

strike em when i spit

real catchy huh?

i don't even like that shit

what i like

a rock flow that's lava

melotic

with a high dose of more fire

the fire and the rain

the fire in my veins is hot

can't be stopped with fire brigades

uuuhhhh!

no image

im livin every synonym twisted in this syllable spliff six a them hits i'll leave you lifted

all heart and gut

feeling the hunts adrenaline rush

come on

the shits heating up

l-look look

i wear a k as a weapon

eye in through scope 'case my foes at the top of my stair way to heaven

and i

pop a big step

dressed in my fly shit

ipod

headphones on bumping my shit

i never cared

i was careless

fear being afraid

or maybe im afraid to be fearless

or fear being fearless but fearful

so even in my carelessness

got to be careful

i'm like

who's that looking threw my peephole?

when did my alter-ego get a ego?

he wants the rims chrome

me im trying to push the pedal till my foot's on the ground like a flintstone

bluetooth

my girl on the horn bickering

but even though when she scream

i hear it like whispering

i been around noise all my life

i've been poised baby all my life

just let me live my life

live yours

make your own highlight

then

meet me at the top like a butterfly knife

then

learn how to see without eyesight

if

at first you don't succeed then try twice

see i don't write it i will it

reel it

real shit

paint a masterpeice then unveil it. come i'm 'bout to reveal it

destroy it

rebuild it

conceal it

before another nigga steals it

milk shit

not a pessimist

im a realist

when you think you on

i go and hit the killswitch

drummer rockin

he's ill bitch

if they sleep dont wake em just drill shit

see i'm something they got to deal with