Blackout

Jesus can’t save me, I’m far too gone
Fuck on your lady and peel off her dome
I got that motion, I know she like it
Devil keep yelling I wish he’d be quiet
I got that work, I got that good
I sell I bag it and
Stack up on liquor, pop off on pill
I slur my speeches but bang on that trill
(hold up) try to speak the peace
But only at the eulogies I hope your ass rest in peices
Dick riding niggas leeches
Nigga looking fruiter than motherfucking
I ain’t impressed, niggas ain’t shit
I know it 'xactly I’m smoking that mid
Know you ain’t got it, why you gon flex
Who gonna ride for you, need evidence
You on fugaz', I make the plays
Stay undercover, anonymous ways
Bitches better run it, I don’t give a fuck
I let the drama keep on coming
Double up the cash flow, make that stack
Run it up, run it up, make that back
Niggas get shook when I get this spazzed
Food for the soul when we break that fast thats
Huh blackout, yuh blackout
Kill em all, take that wack out
Huh, blackout, yuh blackout
Aye, blackout, woah blackout
There is no saving I’m done with my graces
Leave out the body it’s gone with no traces
Leave out the blogs cuz they giving no placements
This my reality i gotta face it
Niggas been switching i been in the dark
I been so focused on smashing the charts
Bill to boards can’t afford these remarks
Nine with the iron get the hit with that stark
Indigo flopping so nothing was new to me
I got your girl in the back and she nude to me
Nobody copping these tickets just flew to me
Starting to think that nobody was cool with me
But i know pain and depression
They been my weapon since Kevin Eleven
These are the shots that I put in contention
How i got honorable with out no mentions
So call up my bank tell em double up
If i don’t see stats get the numbers up
Imma pull up in that brinks
You should know that i don’t give a fuck
Blackout the rims, blackout the J’s
I’m tryna get paid lil nigga
Blackout my life, back out tonight
I got the K lil nigga
Flipping the bird, no crackhouse
Grindin for real, can’t back out
Fight to the death, won’t tap out
Skill is automatic, no MAC out
Thats me at war with existence
Fight until one of us beat to submission
Ask my whole clan thats a tragic tradition
Clothes inexpensive but fashion exquisite
Play games with Mantis might catch an incision
Words burn like matches, a rapping magician
Y’all wanna brawl, imma get the shit rippin'
Tryna make sure you regret that decision
Ridin' round the city with my real homies, facts
Smackin' our foes who the phoniest, facts
Lurk in the night when the lights are out, black
Do what we gotta do just to count racks
Unfuckwitable, unforgivable
Been the rap game pinnacle since embryo
I been saying fuck the world till its giving dome
Yall are kissing ass like your under mistletoe
Killing imbeciles when the pencil goes
Hitting like a missile, Cyrax mortal kombat finish 'em
Yall been talking dirt 'bout nescience though
I might have to go and get to swinging like a pendulum
(blackout)