Turn the lights off to turn my shadow on
Sensei the type to fly a f*ckin' kite in a thunderstorm
Shit shockin' like a cattle prod, me and Jar war-tested
And you know we battle-born
Couple verses better than ya catalog
Master of none, but be sure to listen, young Padawan
Bad mon ting, we never dodge
Burst a nigga bubble, I wrote this verse with a magic wand
I don't do tricks, but I make the crowd jump like a pogo stick
I'm savage, dog, you a mutt, "Sit, Boo-boo, sit!"
I'm in ya mind like some f*ckin' voodoo shit
And you can't do shit
Turn the TV on and Hulu this
Rhymes so nice you'll wanna hit ya mama with a closed fist
And who knew this, I'm a brave nigga, chop chop, Judo flip
I'll get Kudos when it's due, my nigga
And I'm drinking till they taking out my, my liver
True rhyme spitter, y'all lacking vision like astigmatism
Yall stuck in mental prisons tellin' Cinderella pictures
A nigga frigid and delivering the sickly shivers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
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Turn the lights off to turn my shadow on
Sensei the type to fly a f*ckin' kite in a thunderstorm
Shit shockin' like a cattle prod, me and Jar war-tested
And you know we battle-born
Couple verses better than ya catalog
Master of none, but be sure to listen, young Padawan
Bad mon ting, we never dodge
Burst a nigga bubble, I wrote this verse with a magic wand
I don't do tricks, but I make the crowd jump like a pogo stick
I'm savage, dog, you a mutt, "Sit, Boo-boo, sit!"
I'm in ya mind like some f*ckin' voodoo shit
And you can't do shit
Turn the TV on and Hulu this
Rhymes so nice you'll wanna hit ya mama with a closed fist
And who knew this, I'm a brave nigga, chop chop, Judo flip
I'll get Kudos when it's due, my nigga
And I'm drinking till they taking out my, my liver
True rhyme spitter, y'all lacking vision like astigmatism
Yall stuck in mental prisons tellin' Cinderella pictures
A nigga frigid and delivering the sickly shivers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Sensei the type to fly a f*ckin' kite in a thunderstorm
Shit shockin' like a cattle prod, me and Jar war-tested
And you know we battle-born
Couple verses better than ya catalog
Master of none, but be sure to listen, young Padawan
Bad mon ting, we never dodge
Burst a nigga bubble, I wrote this verse with a magic wand
I don't do tricks, but I make the crowd jump like a pogo stick
I'm savage, dog, you a mutt, "Sit, Boo-boo, sit!"
I'm in ya mind like some f*ckin' voodoo shit
And you can't do shit
Turn the TV on and Hulu this
Rhymes so nice you'll wanna hit ya mama with a closed fist
And who knew this, I'm a brave nigga, chop chop, Judo flip
I'll get Kudos when it's due, my nigga
And I'm drinking till they taking out my, my liver
True rhyme spitter, y'all lacking vision like astigmatism
Yall stuck in mental prisons tellin' Cinderella pictures
A nigga frigid and delivering the sickly shivers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Writer: Jared Waldron, Keithan Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid