Trillborn

Z Lord

N-N-N-N-N-N-Nitz Renz

(Dionne Wolf), let's go

You-You been living so reclusive, afraid of devastation

Tread slow on that shit, I put myself through decimation (yah)

This an elevation, share with you my revelation

Shit, mane, overflowing dominate with my creation

So much debauchery and drugs? I'm about it, in a slump?

Come up out it, you need love? I'm around it (ya)

Line up your problems and then fuck 'em if you found it

Turn my art form to a siren, they get truckin' if I sound it, bitch

Uh, a 75-degree angle with a 40-degree F-Fahrenheit

It's coming up right through the coast of Gulf, um, Gulf Cuba

It's gonna hit us even before we come, but we got predict it

Back to the anchormat, thank you

Hey

Motherfuck the valley of death, the wolf will fear no evil

Mind steady sharpening words, you'll know my pen is lethal

Any threat to what I protect, you guarantee upheaval (ya)

Patching holes up in my vortex, I don't need a needle (nah)

Can't ignore 'em if they're feeble, I just see 'em fetal (ja)

Bringing spirit to the people, I don't need a steeple

Humanity as a whole is being influenced by alien forces

You kill my last self, like a rock through a glass shelf

R.I.P. to the old me, now you 'bout to know me, ya

Live as if I'm 'bout to die, let me fuck, let me fly

We get buck, we get high, just to summarize (ya)

I be that Young Wolf and you see it in my eyes

Growing, hopefully by now the weak of us will realize