d'EVIL wrld.

Yesterday All my troubles seem so far away Now it looks as though they're here to stay Oh, I believe in yesterday Haha It's an evil world It's an evil world Oh yeah it's an evil world man Come on let's show em Welcome to an evil world Where i'm shade in the spotlight and crimes make it hard to not fight Buckshot, straight to the dome Someone tell God i'm missing times of shalom Sunny days with a snow cone yeah it sound nice But we get phone calls bout mice in our life Bout time, that i'm on my own Peeps jumping up and down through all my shows I'm the best lyricist With aggressiveness, exorcist of pessimist tryna destroy my regiment bredren Veteran of dead presidents All my old friends irrelevant I bet they're remembering the deep genesis Of the next coming rapper He couldn't come faster Most hated but now I see that it don't really matter As sharp as dagger Now they see i'm at the top of the ladder Crying of laughter It's the master of the rappers The rhymer with the age of a minor Walk across town with my clique in full black attire I'm higher, desire to be the best even after I retire But for now imma cut to the choir It's the type of the shit you hear in the back of the bus It's the type of the music you hear we fucking em up It's the type of the music for the rich NAC EL SUAVE just stole your fucking bitch Til resurrection f*ck rappers Dungeon breathing dragon cabalistic Fire out the mouth what i'm spitting Eloquently exquisite In a pond i'm fishing One thing to understand is that i'm never missing So we write past the margin til my flows are gorgeous Til I pay life supplies of a family mortgage Aim it at your orange with a banana clip Rappers funny acting like they can catch a hit But they can't catch shit, even with a mitt So I make em quit til their fanbase no longer exist Cuz i'm the sickest, dismissive, delinquent Mess with me um rethink it Can't see my future even with your lenses But I possess distress for your ears Make it clear, top tier, pioneer of the steel you hear for years Aim it at your orange with a banana clip Rappers funny acting like they can catch a hit But they can't catch shit, even with a mitt So I make em quit til their fanbase no longer exist Cuz i'm the sickest, dismissive, delinquent Mess with me um rethink it Can't see my future even with your lenses But I possess distress for your ears Make it clear, top tier, pioneer of the steel you hear for years