Shit Talkin'

Evil overlord like Megatron, run a fucking marathon Hope I’m long gone when the shit pops off Your homies act like they tough, in their own mirror they buff They’ve never been in a situation to use their fists against someone who’s got the right stuff You calling my bluff, you getting fucked up From cast to casket you on my blacklist, ain’t no fast tracking You suffer slowly maybe think twice about my block and what it does to phonies With my homies making rap tracks Maybe one day it’ll turn into some fat stacks I need some cold hard cash I need some sticky hash Also I probably need a doctor or some shit I don’t know no more Yo Yo Yeah, I don't know no more Yo Yeah, I don't know You be confusing me , your morals keep on losing me thought I was the toxic one but you had the gun You pulled the trigger faster than I could ever think or quiver at the thought of a bigger situation that escalated quicker into homicide Do or die No ride or die no more The trust was crumbled up like paper it can never reform back to itself It just like what you did to me I’m just an empty shell Of the Deadzy persona I made so long ago, my dreams they still be staying afloat I’m living them , aside from the negativity I be getting with them Shut the f*ck up, I’m pursuing something While you stay doin nothin, you talk yo shit but face to face boy you start running We start running after, best believe we run faster Pulling up beside your asses , leave you, bruised beside the grass bitch, hah Leave you bruised, beside the grass bitch, ha