Symmetrical, I'm like electrical wires
Hit man for hire, I am your desire
She's on her knees preaching to the choir
I'm a lyrical explosive fire, burn your car from the tires
Let the rubber burn, this my turn
The money I'm about to earn
I put it all in the furnace, you didn't earn this you're the furthest
I'm the closest I love my bread nice and toasty
Bitch in the bed my nuts are nice n cosy so I rolled a rollie then I rode her like a pony
She was fairly moany saying I'm her one and only
Your whole crew is full of mutha f*cking phoneys
The names Pablo Kush and your bitch about to get to know me
I becoming in like I'm obi one kenobi
Al capone has nothing on me
I'm a king in my own lane, you're looking like a cum stain, it's a shame
The visions of the people on the land we walk
The vermin gets in their thoughts they begin to talk
They're shook I mean look I don't give a f*ck
I let my voice scream yea I run a muck
I'm a weed scientist, the real finest
You better keep an eye on this
I be spacing, steady lacing, in another galaxy I'm racing,
Paper chasing, I'm a free mason
Pass me the basin, I'm puking, America be nuking
My joints are like bazookas call me putin
She be looking like a verruca
Ease the throat, tea and Manuka shout out to the homie Lucra
Is this your only manoeuvre?
You're a loser/drug abuser
Same person do the dirt but be an accuser
Dumbed down dislocated erased abuser
I'm about to blow what's it got to do with you?
I'm always at the table when it's time to eat
All these other people always try to take from me
The hustle the grind I'm hungry, it's mine
I gotta go legit and say goodbye to the crime the devils about I see the signs
The visions of the people on the land we walk
The vermin gets in their thoughts, they begin to talk
They're shook, I mean look I don't give a f*ck
I let my voice scream yea I run a muck
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Symmetrical, I'm like electrical wires
Hit man for hire, I am your desire
She's on her knees preaching to the choir
I'm a lyrical explosive fire, burn your car from the tires
Let the rubber burn, this my turn
The money I'm about to earn
I put it all in the furnace, you didn't earn this you're the furthest
I'm the closest I love my bread nice and toasty
Bitch in the bed my nuts are nice n cosy so I rolled a rollie then I rode her like a pony
She was fairly moany saying I'm her one and only
Your whole crew is full of mutha f*cking phoneys
The names Pablo Kush and your bitch about to get to know me
I becoming in like I'm obi one kenobi
Al capone has nothing on me
I'm a king in my own lane, you're looking like a cum stain, it's a shame
The visions of the people on the land we walk
The vermin gets in their thoughts they begin to talk
They're shook I mean look I don't give a f*ck
I let my voice scream yea I run a muck
I'm a weed scientist, the real finest
You better keep an eye on this
I be spacing, steady lacing, in another galaxy I'm racing,
Paper chasing, I'm a free mason
Pass me the basin, I'm puking, America be nuking
My joints are like bazookas call me putin
She be looking like a verruca
Ease the throat, tea and Manuka shout out to the homie Lucra
Is this your only manoeuvre?
You're a loser/drug abuser
Same person do the dirt but be an accuser
Dumbed down dislocated erased abuser
I'm about to blow what's it got to do with you?
I'm always at the table when it's time to eat
All these other people always try to take from me
The hustle the grind I'm hungry, it's mine
I gotta go legit and say goodbye to the crime the devils about I see the signs
The visions of the people on the land we walk
The vermin gets in their thoughts, they begin to talk
They're shook, I mean look I don't give a f*ck
I let my voice scream yea I run a muck
Hit man for hire, I am your desire
She's on her knees preaching to the choir
I'm a lyrical explosive fire, burn your car from the tires
Let the rubber burn, this my turn
The money I'm about to earn
I put it all in the furnace, you didn't earn this you're the furthest
I'm the closest I love my bread nice and toasty
Bitch in the bed my nuts are nice n cosy so I rolled a rollie then I rode her like a pony
She was fairly moany saying I'm her one and only
Your whole crew is full of mutha f*cking phoneys
The names Pablo Kush and your bitch about to get to know me
I becoming in like I'm obi one kenobi
Al capone has nothing on me
I'm a king in my own lane, you're looking like a cum stain, it's a shame
The visions of the people on the land we walk
The vermin gets in their thoughts they begin to talk
They're shook I mean look I don't give a f*ck
I let my voice scream yea I run a muck
I'm a weed scientist, the real finest
You better keep an eye on this
I be spacing, steady lacing, in another galaxy I'm racing,
Paper chasing, I'm a free mason
Pass me the basin, I'm puking, America be nuking
My joints are like bazookas call me putin
She be looking like a verruca
Ease the throat, tea and Manuka shout out to the homie Lucra
Is this your only manoeuvre?
You're a loser/drug abuser
Same person do the dirt but be an accuser
Dumbed down dislocated erased abuser
I'm about to blow what's it got to do with you?
I'm always at the table when it's time to eat
All these other people always try to take from me
The hustle the grind I'm hungry, it's mine
I gotta go legit and say goodbye to the crime the devils about I see the signs
The visions of the people on the land we walk
The vermin gets in their thoughts, they begin to talk
They're shook, I mean look I don't give a f*ck
I let my voice scream yea I run a muck
Writer: Eoghan Doyle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid