Awoken with no Red Bull
Leather face meets Deadpool
It's my turn so move and wait like a meth mule
You ain't hot homie just because you dress cool
Can't win if I let you, in the next school of thought
Before your first thought could even get to your cortex
For the message to be sent through your body
To create any action for your next move
Moves ahead like the greatest chess players
Sleep when you're dead so f*ck it I'll rest later
Transcended earth moved on to the next layer
They hate me cause my words cut sharp as a fresh razor
Suited up like the mascot of Black Ops
Heart padlocked, won't stop cause I can't stop
My gift like stolen weed I hit the jackpot
But these rap fans nowadays are like a chatbot
Hard to comprehend the message i'm sending
While others commenting disrespect while hiding behind a laptop
Since you barking big dawg let's play ball
Run up and get crushed, welcome to the sandlot
It's sad, the state of rap is a tragedy
Got whiplash from breaking bad but my sanity's still intact
I'm stating facts to these wack emcees
I've been bad while lames trapped in a fantasy
Switch toilets, i'm on to the next shit
Treating the beat like a rental car because i'm about to wreck it
You already know what I'm doing I'm proving I'm better than you in a second
So accept it or reject it as long as you get the message
They say go hard or go home
But hard for you is a day with no phone
Stoned, blowing smoke up into the ozone
So blown that I keep falling off of my own throne
Let's go
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Awoken with no Red Bull
Leather face meets Deadpool
It's my turn so move and wait like a meth mule
You ain't hot homie just because you dress cool
Can't win if I let you, in the next school of thought
Before your first thought could even get to your cortex
For the message to be sent through your body
To create any action for your next move
Moves ahead like the greatest chess players
Sleep when you're dead so f*ck it I'll rest later
Transcended earth moved on to the next layer
They hate me cause my words cut sharp as a fresh razor
Suited up like the mascot of Black Ops
Heart padlocked, won't stop cause I can't stop
My gift like stolen weed I hit the jackpot
But these rap fans nowadays are like a chatbot
Hard to comprehend the message i'm sending
While others commenting disrespect while hiding behind a laptop
Since you barking big dawg let's play ball
Run up and get crushed, welcome to the sandlot
It's sad, the state of rap is a tragedy
Got whiplash from breaking bad but my sanity's still intact
I'm stating facts to these wack emcees
I've been bad while lames trapped in a fantasy
Switch toilets, i'm on to the next shit
Treating the beat like a rental car because i'm about to wreck it
You already know what I'm doing I'm proving I'm better than you in a second
So accept it or reject it as long as you get the message
They say go hard or go home
But hard for you is a day with no phone
Stoned, blowing smoke up into the ozone
So blown that I keep falling off of my own throne
Let's go
Leather face meets Deadpool
It's my turn so move and wait like a meth mule
You ain't hot homie just because you dress cool
Can't win if I let you, in the next school of thought
Before your first thought could even get to your cortex
For the message to be sent through your body
To create any action for your next move
Moves ahead like the greatest chess players
Sleep when you're dead so f*ck it I'll rest later
Transcended earth moved on to the next layer
They hate me cause my words cut sharp as a fresh razor
Suited up like the mascot of Black Ops
Heart padlocked, won't stop cause I can't stop
My gift like stolen weed I hit the jackpot
But these rap fans nowadays are like a chatbot
Hard to comprehend the message i'm sending
While others commenting disrespect while hiding behind a laptop
Since you barking big dawg let's play ball
Run up and get crushed, welcome to the sandlot
It's sad, the state of rap is a tragedy
Got whiplash from breaking bad but my sanity's still intact
I'm stating facts to these wack emcees
I've been bad while lames trapped in a fantasy
Switch toilets, i'm on to the next shit
Treating the beat like a rental car because i'm about to wreck it
You already know what I'm doing I'm proving I'm better than you in a second
So accept it or reject it as long as you get the message
They say go hard or go home
But hard for you is a day with no phone
Stoned, blowing smoke up into the ozone
So blown that I keep falling off of my own throne
Let's go
Writer: DANIEL PACHECO
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid