Slit Throat (feat. Garrett Schwartz)

Never been one for wearing fitted caps Just like my lyrics I prefer my hats to snap back Oh damn what was that Mac Telling me I left my whack backpack way back On the bottom rack Saying that's a dope line Asking why I never thought of that Well it's as simple as this Every line I wrote was simplistic as shit And people commenting hating asking what's next Talking like my mind ain't even complex So I sat back now and I'm racking up checks But people still mad so I'm bringing back Dez Now I'm slowing down and I leave them with this I'm a cold killer mo' illa Going ape mode call me go-rilla Got mo' skilla bars so chilla I'm subzero spitting flames like godzilla Until the bitter end I feel the second skin setting in I feel it setting in again Until the bitter end I feel the second skin setting in I feel it setting in again Yeah want me to speed it up maybe time to heat it up Put you in my oven so you know I'm gonna eat it up Killing other rappers like they know I'm gonna beat em up Damn what the hell is all this Slaying on the verse so I'm making a mess Bloody bottoms on So I got the right kicks Closet bipolar cause it keeps pitching me fits Well I look good You rap lame You too sane to be in my brain And I'm insane Do you understand what I'm saying Or should I yell and go saiyan I'll tone it down and quit playing Cock back and I'm aiming So bow down and start praying Until the bitter end I feel the second skin setting in I feel it setting in again Until the bitter end I feel the second skin setting in I feel it setting in again Fighting for your life Is like rolling dice You can bet on all the odds Or just pay the price You'll never know until you truly try And you'll never live until you really die