I got invited to the Christmas party by mistake, who knew
Let me put you on gawd
Gawd
And you won't like that
But you can't fight that
Give me your best bars
I fought the charges, got in a few menages
The admiral, captain, commander, sergeant
Man of the year, move over, no beg your pardons
Joan of Ark with the French, chariots charging
Oh, don't forget, missile brigade and Spartans
Blow you to pieces, no need to put you in cartons
Milking the game, enriching it all regardless
You niggas lame and these lyrics turn you to targets
The red one has arrived, suicide is a suicide
Only thing you niggas can do for me is die
And you won't like that
But you can't fight that
Give me your best bars
Steal your funeral when I write back
Murder Mason, my pain game adjacent to Jason
Face-mask and pacing, engaging in all invasions
Kamikaze and brazen, I'm ghosting, that's Patrick Swayzin
Real niggas live forever, Kobe still amazing
Damn, the realities, the fakeness of life
It's beauty and the finality, fatalities
Nothing but mortals moving through portals
You niggas out of luck and I'm the one that's here to corpse you
And you won't like that
But you can't fight that
Give me your best bars
Steal your funeral when I write back
Oh, really
You kinda look smart
What is this, for pony
Oh, really
Kapo, so what's good, man
I'm supporting young entrepreneurs
Oh, really? You don't speak louder anymore, Kapo
I need to hear you
I'm supporting young entrepreneurs
Oh, really
They made it for me, they wanted to do it for me, free
I said no
You have to pay