ROC - Verbal Execution (feat. K the Muss & Andr3s) Lyrics

Don't ever contemplate, abolish hate, while makin' sure my grind is straight
Tryna left the drama fade, predestined to a godless fate
Livin' through the darker days, sobriety to compensate
Perseverin' heavy, turnin' face and never try to pray
Done with any rollin' up, composures of a warrior
Diverted thoughts of loneliness, fa sho my heart is cold enough
You'll never break me, manipulate me, eliminate me
Elevated daily, no desecratin', still innovatin'
Limitations of flesh and blood is the reason
I struggle, but no recedin', young and proud Polynesian
And my destiny's my legacy, I rise above discrepancy
Never get the best of me, divide and conquer, guaranteed
No surrender, get the cheddar, livin' better
Made a good impression, settle vendettas, and always keep my head up
Took a beatin' but I'll never be defeated
Homie still proceedin', aimin' for greatness until my goal's completed

Yo this a verbal execution, a lyrical assault
Pandemonium, bringin' suckas to a halt
Cali boys givin' y'all that OG sound ( Yeah, yeah)
Keep yo' pop shams, bruh we 'bout that underground
This a verbal execution, a lyrical assault (It's Andr3s)
Pandemonium, bringin' suckas to a halt
Cali boys givin' y'all that OG sound
Keep yo' pop shams, bruh we 'bout that underground

Yeah, I'm a shot caller, point guard, I'm a product of the nineties
Been chasin' a profit in my wallet since I was eighteen
Straight outta school, I grabbed the mic and I became king (Aye)
I get arrogant, cocky, I'm just American rockin'
With dream to make waves in this rap game, start a tsunami
Underdog like I'm Rocky Balboa, flippin' the flow up
Hopin' to open some doors up for my homies and moi
We west coastin' and rollin', listenin' to Doctor and Pac
Dreams of rap fame, knowin' we gon' make it to the top
Small town born and raised, town of J, on my way to the city
I got big dreams, set to amaze all of these critics
Take a microphone and set it ablaze with my lyrics
I need to know if y'all are ridin' with me
'Cuz the rivers of rap been flooded 'bout ten years back
Yeah, the last time you heard a record scratch
Wassup

Yo this a verbal execution, a lyrical assault
Pandemonium, bringin' suckas to a halt
Cali boys givin' y'all that OG sound
Keep yo' pop shams, bruh we 'bout that underground
This a verbal execution, a lyrical assault
Pandemonium, bringin' suckas to a halt
Cali boys givin' y'all that OG sound
Keep yo' pop shams, bruh we 'bout that underground
C'mon

Ayo, my verbal execution stay strapped with mad gats
These nines packin' a punch, so peel off my habitat
Droppin' a verse that's sicker than the avian flu
The panoramic nondenom with a Rastafari point of view
I'm infinitely eloquent, infiltratin' yo' precedence
Benevolence to exterminate the faulty prejudice
In a room full of elephants and simple minded etiquette
Off in my element, detrimental to hellish delegates
C-4 plastics, device of mass destruction
With reverberation that'll give you a concussion
I'll go toe to toe with Satan, bash that sucka's face in
Carve my name into his brain, make him visibly shaken
Baggin' up these demons like a grocery store clerk
They best walk lightly or they get straight murked
Still grindin' independent, Kill The Mic for life
Light the kerosene fam, the spark is 'bout to ignite
Born in that Motown, third most dangerous in the state
Where the vatos push yayo, pieces quick to detonate
The Surs and the Nortés tryna hustle for that cream
Posted in the cut, pilin' ounces on the triple beam
Suckas stuck in an artificial reality (what?)
Out movin' weight, complyin' to hood formality
You that ain't nothin' but the nine to five normality
That's why I'm workin' hard, wreakin' havoc on Satan's faculty