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[DieVerse]
Walking with a machete in hand, finna be grand
Strap a load of fucking C-4 to the back of a van
My girl says she wants a baby soon, i ain’t ready for that shit
Kick it back in the fucking womb, I ain’t being a dad yet (baby noise)
I’m unstable, ruckus like a bucket of nails
I ain’t nothing but uppercutting you motherfucking fails
I ain’t been to jail but I’ve been through hell with a notepad
A baby in a phone ad, bowing down to no man
Listen up, I’m only telling my perspective
An overload with passion but you posers ain’t impressive
From the moment i got the fucking impression that you’re all going to fall
DieVerse coming quick with the saw
Just to cut you with it, puffin cigars with some bud up in it
Sith Lord, I’m taking over the fucking senate
I’m too demanding, your crew compared to mine
Is nothing but a mockery, fuck it, don’t even try
DieVerse, making my way up to the top
Music is the motherfucking passion, I’m passing a lot
Of rappers who never bothered collabing and keeping it constant
But they rarely consistent, taking them up with a project
I put my motherfucking heart into my verses
I ain’t never giving up, I’m on the verge of emerging
Grind you with my grip tape, write until my pen brakes, shit, wait, I ain’t gonna listen to your mixtape
(Evil laughter) I’m fucking evil
Dope as fuck and evil, what crack that you people breathin’, in fact I’m a real demon
I’m fucking raw, hit you all like a tetherball
Don’t you get involved, im a conspiracy, never solved
With metamorphosis, morphing into a portion of a guy with a pen that’ll hurt you, courtesy never worked with it (fuck off)
I tried to be as perfect as Pac, I’m a rottweiler
You a cock-eyed bitch with a coup full of cocked whiner
I bet your sentence structure, Imma record fuck you, you selfish suckers
Never get the pop or the respect, you the opposite of something,but fuck it
I got the opportunity to be great
And i ain’t fucking with you lucrative fakes
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