End of The End (feat. Hc TheChemist)

This is glass grade You got Apocalypse Jesus, you got crystals in here two inches, three inches long This is pure glass You're a goddamn artist H.C This, this is art Mr. White Actually, it's just basic chemistry, but thank you, Jesse I believe it's acceptable Yo, I got love for bone, bruh So you know I gotta go show love to the mo thugs I gotta go get it, get up and get out and get something That's what bone told me, so I've been hustling Gotta get it out of the mud, by my lonely sense of youngin' Had to get paid, so I switched the page to a business page Since I'm business driven, now I'm getting paid in many different ways Get MO' cheese, for instance Get off the phone with the chemist and he told me Spit something, and I never quit hustling Never was the intention, but it was a quick reminder to get it So I get inspired to get in the driver's seat and shift it Drive myself insane with this shit Flick my lighter and that shit gets brighter in the night sky Like a pic, but it's just my fire burning desire to get higher This is the end, prepare for my heat Just cause you an enemy don't mean you can compete It ain't Rob Peter, To pay Paul, I'm taking from all of y'all I said, just cause you an enemy don't mean you can compete Against Apocalypse and H.C. on the beat Just cause you an enemy don't mean you can compete with us We bring the stuff, we bring the stuff You don't wanna f*ck with us, you don't wanna f*ck with us Don't be an enemy, be a, don't be an enemy, be a thug Gotta be prepared because they say it's about to be a war Livin' in the last days, rob the rich and feed the poor It all up in my veins, if it's the end of the End, help me release this pain Even if you don't smoke, Let's grow That's what I'm after I'm after let's go make mo memories with laughter Let's go broke bone dough on this rap shit till it blows up, but hope no one's after my soul No snatchin' or my stone cold stash of cold cash I might have to stun or stone someone's ass watch out for the viper cuz he's coming fast sneaking up on him from up under the grass It's okay, though. I just watch the pass Just got off the phone with HC now I'm off the hook straight heat to the boiling flask you need an oxygen mask Walter white with a pink man attitude acting rude But it don't matter listen to this shit get your dome splattered dome splattered cuz we creating our own Creating our own matter gotta be prepared because they say it's about to be a war Last days rob the rich and feed the poor The grain will struggle is all up in my vein Take away this pain Because they say is about to be a war Last days rob the rich and feed the poor The grain will struggle is all up in my vein. It's the end of the end and take away this pain Still I'm a boss. I don't know the pain of a loss getting W's like w-2s burning L's like HC and lay bone I keep my eye on the prize. You won't see a lazy bone when it comes to getting down I get the dough and I do like bread and rice So bread rise get it up down select start better watch out contra when I let out the art and draw a line like a Straight ruler that I claim to be I aim to seek I didn't seek like a homing missile watch the plane sink Bermuda triangle No signals, so don't try Joe sentinels. No homie cuz we don't get it's the end of the end