youarenowbeingwatched

back with that brand new shit

blade with the handsewn grip

no i won't cut ya bitch

no i don't want your bitch

promise you don't want no shit

blind from the sun shine wrist

tired from the moonlight diamonds shinin' off my chest

i hide it

no

never

it's out in the winter

catching the snow

smokin'

watchin' it glimmer in slow-mo

if we close to low

i get up and hit the store

we pullin' out for the cause

we slidin' back up with dope

bones to the front

hair to the back

sesh forever last like nobody in the past

did before

they crawlin' when we flow

reachin' for the team

got em drowning in a moat

lower the draw bridge

whoever's in arms length

is getting napalm sprayed for like infinite days

got infinite rage

turn to jin on a stage

tekken live when we show up in your city and state

coat rippin' from the wings growing outta my back

head down in a stance like i'm about to attack

they lookin' winded

bones fine

i'm just doin' some laps

i was workin' on my craft when my friends all left

i was 15 then

now just look how time passin'

turned a moldy mattress to a scumbag castle

how he do that? i call it deadboy magic

how he do that? i call it deadboy magic