Beat Produced By PoiZoN
Written, Mixed & Mastered By PoiZoN & PRYSM
LYRICS:
Let the bodybags, let the bodybags hit the floor
Fricken going mad, fricken going mad with the flow
Everybody come, everybody come and watch the show
We make it look EZ, PNP
Let the bodybags, let the bodybags hit the floor
Fricken going mad, fricken going mad with the flow
Everybody come, everybody come and watch the show
We make it look EZ, PNP
PRYSM and Poizon
The duo that everybody be avoiding
Acting like we got no skill, that's just a blatant lie
Every drop is so ill, we need a label warning risk of die
I, still see through everything even if i had no eyes
You, just a fraction of me and everything I can do
Gassing me up, I'm just burping on you
Thinking I'm trash? I mean, just look at you
Bodybags, bodybags
Trash rappers complain
They wanted that, wanted that
Smoke, that's why they vape
Nowadays I'm seeing way too many wannabe Weinstein, Epstein
Eighteen A-teams, tryna bring me down, but they just can't seem to see
I'm never gonna fail, never gonna fail, that I will prevail, I'll sail to the middle of the ocean if I had to keep my place
I'm young and I'm white, I'm still a product of the game
I'm insane, insane
Bouta take my place in the game, ace of the game, I don't understand y'all hating the game, start playing the game, I'm changing the game, PNP, we easily, more iconic than con and nic
I wanted a studio, I'm getting it cuz I'm wanting it
Honestly, I'm on top of this
Y'all should know there's no stopping this
PNP, peep this beat, bro
Let the bodybags, let the bodybags hit the floor
Fricken going mad, fricken going mad with the flow
Everybody come, everybody come and watch the show
We make it look EZ, PNP
Let the bodybags, let the bodybags hit the floor
Fricken going mad, fricken going mad with the flow
Everybody come, everybody come and watch the show
We make it look EZ, PNP
Yea, you don't wanna wake the beast up
Shoot the game up like I'm playing D1
Raise the heat up, beats done
He beats it up, give em seizures
Like brain eating amoeba
Taking lives left and right like a grim reaper
Sell lots, self taught, no teacher
Beast, p n p, we creatures
The easiest feature
My lyrics loud, without a single motherfrickin speaker
Inner beast's releasing, follow the leader
Low disguise like it's limbo
Never hit the bottom whenever I spit this flow
Head to toe, ch ch, in a scope
Hit the most, better flows, I start tugging up on the rope
A number of- wait ton of some thunder in a storm
They stop when I tell em to go
Won gold, one goal
Frick it. BEAST MODE
Put you on death row without a frickin crime
And then get executed, electrocuting every frickin rhyme
Inevitable, never let up though, send you to heaven, taking a life
Clean bloody knifes, beat every line
Can't even deny, that the heat that I produce is spit from the beast that will not lose
The proof is this line
Ay
Just look at the height, top of the pinnacle business to fricking rhyme
Spitting specifically killing every frickin line
I'm in a society, sipping some cyanide
Slipping a white lie, they telling me fly high
Right, why
I could be lying to anyone when I'm spitting bars
I am as high as the tempature in the frickin Sahara
Enter my eminem beast I admire
I'm fire when I let that ego in, eating em
We best friends, pnp, pee on the frickin bed
Turn to a freak to the beat, I don't need no meds
I like it when I go insane and I say no to the medicine
Do you wanna bet, everytime I kill a beat you give me ten
Oh man you're dead, that's atleast 10 thousand, he's bout to like frickin end
Oh, lemme simmer that down
Got a pen in my hand and a flame in my mouth
Can't catch me, but if you do, I'm gonna rule the dog pound
Bloodhound woof, now who let the dogs out
Smoking these rhymes without a blunt, wow
Hunt down, lucked out
Buncha punks tongue that mumblin out loud
Rusty with the guns now
Now they all care when I tell em that I'm done now
10 июн 2024
