Nothin' but caffeine and a rap dream whenever I wake up
So the world, I'm here to shake up like a snow globe after eight cups
Of rum and coke, give your cup a toast while I'm clutchin' throats of these fake f*cks
Yo mouth need to stay shut, claim you ball and get tossed like a lay up
Your girl sat on my lap and we talked about what came up
She could get her face f*cked and sent home with no makeup, homie, straight up
Too real so I can't bluff, I moved forward and never gave up
Going Bruce Wayne on you new lames, play Joker and get your face cut
Shifting gears, two doors, pedal floored for a new direction
Letting me hold a mics like letting a known assassin use his weapon
Lacking class, school detention, surgical, true precision
To show that I'm two times too demented and more than two dimensions
Not who you should mention, now you know so react slow
And get smoked fast as a pack of tobacco and smacked into the back row
Operating in the shadows, black clothes matching our black souls
Stayin' dope until the max dose while Karen's callin' us assholes
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Nothin' but caffeine and a rap dream whenever I wake up
So the world, I'm here to shake up like a snow globe after eight cups
Of rum and coke, give your cup a toast while I'm clutchin' throats of these fake f*cks
Yo mouth need to stay shut, claim you ball and get tossed like a lay up
Your girl sat on my lap and we talked about what came up
She could get her face f*cked and sent home with no makeup, homie, straight up
Too real so I can't bluff, I moved forward and never gave up
Going Bruce Wayne on you new lames, play Joker and get your face cut
Shifting gears, two doors, pedal floored for a new direction
Letting me hold a mics like letting a known assassin use his weapon
Lacking class, school detention, surgical, true precision
To show that I'm two times too demented and more than two dimensions
Not who you should mention, now you know so react slow
And get smoked fast as a pack of tobacco and smacked into the back row
Operating in the shadows, black clothes matching our black souls
Stayin' dope until the max dose while Karen's callin' us assholes
So the world, I'm here to shake up like a snow globe after eight cups
Of rum and coke, give your cup a toast while I'm clutchin' throats of these fake f*cks
Yo mouth need to stay shut, claim you ball and get tossed like a lay up
Your girl sat on my lap and we talked about what came up
She could get her face f*cked and sent home with no makeup, homie, straight up
Too real so I can't bluff, I moved forward and never gave up
Going Bruce Wayne on you new lames, play Joker and get your face cut
Shifting gears, two doors, pedal floored for a new direction
Letting me hold a mics like letting a known assassin use his weapon
Lacking class, school detention, surgical, true precision
To show that I'm two times too demented and more than two dimensions
Not who you should mention, now you know so react slow
And get smoked fast as a pack of tobacco and smacked into the back row
Operating in the shadows, black clothes matching our black souls
Stayin' dope until the max dose while Karen's callin' us assholes
Writer: DANIEL PACHECO
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid