Check it out, haters wanna wipe me, out soon to snipe me out,
But my soul won't die, I'm like Pac times a infinite multiply, reach for the sky,
With my woody, see me in the hood G, laying comfy, with killers and killetes,
Around me, detect more ******* than Roundtree, im one bad *****,
Shut your mouth, watch where you yapping, southside figure, what's happening?
Once I flash the lightening, thunder gets the clapping, reign over all your terrains,
I speak so simple and plain, and they say I'm insane, spit like a butane flame,
See I came with shame, I'm like christ walking with a cross, of fame,
Glory over my name, while the bloods oozing from my veins, let the **** retrieve,
So my soul'll will be relieved, conceived into the afterlife, broke the ***** deeds,
Got a nick on my shoulder, feeling bolder, once I see the gains of a colder,
I holster, the world in advance I bet bands, make any ****, wanna dance,
Take the jab, shot corrupt out the wuhan labs, see the GOVs been had a stab,
Cut through ya, without cutting ya, see the cypher, is raw and hyper,
Slit eyes like a viper, carefully planned my attack, true villain in black,
Funky on the set, it's like when MC Ren met, the shock of the hour, mad power,
We devour, suckas turn sweet, once I release the heat, then they bodied grow sour,
I'm sitting at a higher power, infinite scholar, word to Elijah, blazing fire,
See heaven swarm up my desires, im the bullet, inside of a burner,
I'm the freedom, that runs away massas like Nat Turner, you've been overturned,
See how many cameos, I've burned, I've learned, alot of lessons in life,
I stick to my pain, like she's my second wife, I gotta getmore, get more,
Freestyle session to the very core, haters be on the verge, of a hate splurge,
Uh, I hitt em like Michael, a smooth criminal, with many intangibles,
My pen is legible, evil that's how we live, shot each other, than ask for forgive-,
-ness, I got many honeys laying a nest, finger tips across my chest,
King ****, I'm living lifestyle exquisite, so gander a deep ******* visit,
Mark ya conscious like graffiti, initials it CB, make em wonder more than stevie,
Superstition got em in suspension, hung up onthoughts, from this lyrical lynching,
I'm hottest fresh out the kitchen,
Whipping up orders, to catching cases, now I much move smarter,
Should had a son and a daughter, pass my legacy down, when im.6ft in the ground, uh it's tough wearing the conscious crown,
Cuz many wanna be down, but tears only come around when you down,
I'm icy hot, burn passion old school,gentleman, guess im old fashion,
Who asking? About me,
I flex copperheads freely, at the same time, got mind state like Malcolm be,
If it's on TV you know ain't no truth to be,
Seen shadows behind, the plateau,
Check it huh, I'm a stop it write here, deeply beloved, my pens dropping tears,
Staining my papers, lonely at the top, sitting like a mountain lion, pouncin for a plot,
