Uh
Uh, uh, check me out
They call me the executor
Spitting verses diabolically
No apologies, Imma freak, lets start with sodomy
Give you heart palpitations, struggle pathetically
Im gonna end these pussies rap careers inevitably
Brothers out here in the projects complain 'bout the economy
When it's really caused from their own psychology
Never seen a quiet boy with quite this much dignity
Y'all have never really seen the full lyrical side to me
Up in the echelon, crew the great Trifecta
If you f*ck with us, you gon' meet your maker
Families saving food stamps to by blades and razors
Give you full taste of lead, you'll meet your savior
Back off I'm locked and loaded, aiming all my guns
Call me new god, split the Red Sea with the rumble of drums
Bow down to the king of kings, you peasants believe that you're the shit
Locked and shackled from the insolent from that i benefit
From these poems written through the wrinkled stock of paper lines
Leave them ecstatic filled with crack dreams of prime
Real estate not confined to this place in a time
Like a convict's mind paralyzed and penalized
How a quiet boy made it to the center of bustle
How a stupid boy found a finer all in the hustle
From the shutting down with hierarchy, to swimming within the diamond seas
Shaken, stirred catastrophe
Leaving the haters seething
Leaving minds contracted, rethink reason over rhyme
You are not sublime, dropped a dime
Ride my bullets through time
Square, you're a coward a nothing else from it
You should've picked a career that don't have me to overcome it
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
The pussies claim that they rap artists, but these rap artists is wack artists
They all good for nothings stand around and like to crap on us
Fist f*cking a bitches face with silver razor blade
Lyrics reach out to the OG's warping beyond the grave
To all the rappers scheming beyond their cliques and their ties
Never have the guts to live in truth past the lies
They dream of living life filled with Platinum and ice
Don't realize that I reference rappers back in a time
Homeboys on the mic don't know what to conversate
Instead of conversating they like to contemplate
Brain cells of an organism start to deteriorate
Horoscopes and astrology don't determine your fate
I do
Come and credit me
All the hate you shit on me
One day will come around back to you transversely
Inadvertently hurting me
But go right around to the church and preach
The love that you ain't felt from it
With the sin from which you covet
You're condemned, and nothing else but it
You are not sublime, dropped a dime, ride my bullets through time
Square, you're a coward, and nothing else from
You should've picked a career that don't have me to overcome it
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Don't ever underestimate what a born alone and die alone can accomplish while alone
It's just lyricism
Y'all need to calm the f*ck down
You like that huh?
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Uh
Uh, uh, check me out
They call me the executor
Spitting verses diabolically
No apologies, Imma freak, lets start with sodomy
Give you heart palpitations, struggle pathetically
Im gonna end these pussies rap careers inevitably
Brothers out here in the projects complain 'bout the economy
When it's really caused from their own psychology
Never seen a quiet boy with quite this much dignity
Y'all have never really seen the full lyrical side to me
Up in the echelon, crew the great Trifecta
If you f*ck with us, you gon' meet your maker
Families saving food stamps to by blades and razors
Give you full taste of lead, you'll meet your savior
Back off I'm locked and loaded, aiming all my guns
Call me new god, split the Red Sea with the rumble of drums
Bow down to the king of kings, you peasants believe that you're the shit
Locked and shackled from the insolent from that i benefit
From these poems written through the wrinkled stock of paper lines
Leave them ecstatic filled with crack dreams of prime
Real estate not confined to this place in a time
Like a convict's mind paralyzed and penalized
How a quiet boy made it to the center of bustle
How a stupid boy found a finer all in the hustle
From the shutting down with hierarchy, to swimming within the diamond seas
Shaken, stirred catastrophe
Leaving the haters seething
Leaving minds contracted, rethink reason over rhyme
You are not sublime, dropped a dime
Ride my bullets through time
Square, you're a coward a nothing else from it
You should've picked a career that don't have me to overcome it
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
The pussies claim that they rap artists, but these rap artists is wack artists
They all good for nothings stand around and like to crap on us
Fist f*cking a bitches face with silver razor blade
Lyrics reach out to the OG's warping beyond the grave
To all the rappers scheming beyond their cliques and their ties
Never have the guts to live in truth past the lies
They dream of living life filled with Platinum and ice
Don't realize that I reference rappers back in a time
Homeboys on the mic don't know what to conversate
Instead of conversating they like to contemplate
Brain cells of an organism start to deteriorate
Horoscopes and astrology don't determine your fate
I do
Come and credit me
All the hate you shit on me
One day will come around back to you transversely
Inadvertently hurting me
But go right around to the church and preach
The love that you ain't felt from it
With the sin from which you covet
You're condemned, and nothing else but it
You are not sublime, dropped a dime, ride my bullets through time
Square, you're a coward, and nothing else from
You should've picked a career that don't have me to overcome it
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Don't ever underestimate what a born alone and die alone can accomplish while alone
It's just lyricism
Y'all need to calm the f*ck down
You like that huh?
Uh, uh, check me out
They call me the executor
Spitting verses diabolically
No apologies, Imma freak, lets start with sodomy
Give you heart palpitations, struggle pathetically
Im gonna end these pussies rap careers inevitably
Brothers out here in the projects complain 'bout the economy
When it's really caused from their own psychology
Never seen a quiet boy with quite this much dignity
Y'all have never really seen the full lyrical side to me
Up in the echelon, crew the great Trifecta
If you f*ck with us, you gon' meet your maker
Families saving food stamps to by blades and razors
Give you full taste of lead, you'll meet your savior
Back off I'm locked and loaded, aiming all my guns
Call me new god, split the Red Sea with the rumble of drums
Bow down to the king of kings, you peasants believe that you're the shit
Locked and shackled from the insolent from that i benefit
From these poems written through the wrinkled stock of paper lines
Leave them ecstatic filled with crack dreams of prime
Real estate not confined to this place in a time
Like a convict's mind paralyzed and penalized
How a quiet boy made it to the center of bustle
How a stupid boy found a finer all in the hustle
From the shutting down with hierarchy, to swimming within the diamond seas
Shaken, stirred catastrophe
Leaving the haters seething
Leaving minds contracted, rethink reason over rhyme
You are not sublime, dropped a dime
Ride my bullets through time
Square, you're a coward a nothing else from it
You should've picked a career that don't have me to overcome it
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
The pussies claim that they rap artists, but these rap artists is wack artists
They all good for nothings stand around and like to crap on us
Fist f*cking a bitches face with silver razor blade
Lyrics reach out to the OG's warping beyond the grave
To all the rappers scheming beyond their cliques and their ties
Never have the guts to live in truth past the lies
They dream of living life filled with Platinum and ice
Don't realize that I reference rappers back in a time
Homeboys on the mic don't know what to conversate
Instead of conversating they like to contemplate
Brain cells of an organism start to deteriorate
Horoscopes and astrology don't determine your fate
I do
Come and credit me
All the hate you shit on me
One day will come around back to you transversely
Inadvertently hurting me
But go right around to the church and preach
The love that you ain't felt from it
With the sin from which you covet
You're condemned, and nothing else but it
You are not sublime, dropped a dime, ride my bullets through time
Square, you're a coward, and nothing else from
You should've picked a career that don't have me to overcome it
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Ain't no one to hold me back
Don't ever underestimate what a born alone and die alone can accomplish while alone
It's just lyricism
Y'all need to calm the f*ck down
You like that huh?
Writer: David Bailey, Noah Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid