DON'T Trip

They ain't snappin' like this with a sword on my back and an axe on my hip, don't trip Say I come to torture you, this shit ain't personal, I do this shit every day So many weapons of mass destruction, you'll think that I do construction This axe in this bag, Ah tear off your head, f*ck givin you a concussion I done fought with the best and I'm breakin' your pencils if you think that this shit a test From a place where the sun don't go and I eat off your face if you thinkin' you swole Say bitch, I'm a torturer, Ima glue both of your arms to the back of your head Say I'ma give this chain a yank to your spine, break a unholy ache A chain with a hook, you can gut like a fish and then left in the woods Ain't nobody safe, so stay out the way, cause I done brought shit out the grave Ain't nobody safe, so stay out the way, cause I done brought shit out the grave F*ck fame, hell bound, and I won't change F*ck fame, hell bound, and I won't change IT'S SMITH IT'S SMITH