作词 : Leøn Jermyn
作曲 : Leøn Jermyn
Man, man I’ve spent a whole decade
Waiting around, fighting words in my brain
Falling down, I spin round like a beyblade
As I craft this I got demons tryna invade
**** me up, to have to protrayed
As a new son to the demon I’ve become
Born in June 20 but it nearly 21
Minute to twelve I appear as the omen
Here I come, right down the hall
The light shone, red rum murder on the
Wall hear the drums
Straight from the slums,
Quick, here’s a rule of thumb
If you gonna start rapping
Then forget about income
This the kingdom, me run, man it only begun, see one, hit a home run
And we bleed em
So come on in, Smokey in this bitch
I be coughing right into my coffin
The afterlife is calling
God damn, demons hear dem talking
Man they always pausing
Man I’m always barking
But it solve my wallet
Shit I’m evolving
Walking talking knocking drawings
Off my wall on a Mundane morning
Bomb scare, bombing
I might call in
Call a fire Marshall
Cause Ive hired some arsenal
To ****ing shoot you when it comes tim
And its crunch time, I gotta crunch rhymes
Cause my spine bending over backwards
So sublime, the way that I put this shit together
Nobody on my level, nobody getting better
And if you even wanna ****ing contest thi
Then you can test my shit, when it hits o
Your bitch, different lyrical things in my min
I got a few things going on at one time
Even if you try and stop me you can’t
Everybody saying they do this, but you can’t
Mother****er cause I'm going on a ran
Matter fact all your ****ing shit just blan
Everybody really want to tell me what it is
In the biz, straight dipping from the fizz
**** a rollie on my wris
作词 : Leøn Jermyn
作曲 : Leøn Jermyn
Man, man I’ve spent a whole decade
Waiting around, fighting words in my brain
Falling down, I spin round like a beyblade
As I craft this I got demons tryna invade
**** me up, to have to protrayed
As a new son to the demon I’ve become
Born in June 20 but it nearly 21
Minute to twelve I appear as the omen
Here I come, right down the hall
The light shone, red rum murder on the
Wall hear the drums
Straight from the slums,
Quick, here’s a rule of thumb
If you gonna start rapping
Then forget about income
This the kingdom, me run, man it only begun, see one, hit a home run
And we bleed em
So come on in, Smokey in this bitch
I be coughing right into my coffin
The afterlife is calling
God damn, demons hear dem talking
Man they always pausing
Man I’m always barking
But it solve my wallet
Shit I’m evolving
Walking talking knocking drawings
Off my wall on a Mundane morning
Bomb scare, bombing
I might call in
Call a fire Marshall
Cause Ive hired some arsenal
To ****ing shoot you when it comes tim
And its crunch time, I gotta crunch rhymes
Cause my spine bending over backwards
So sublime, the way that I put this shit together
Nobody on my level, nobody getting better
And if you even wanna ****ing contest thi
Then you can test my shit, when it hits o
Your bitch, different lyrical things in my min
I got a few things going on at one time
Even if you try and stop me you can’t
Everybody saying they do this, but you can’t
Mother****er cause I'm going on a ran
Matter fact all your ****ing shit just blan
Everybody really want to tell me what it is
In the biz, straight dipping from the fizz
**** a rollie on my wris