Letras
Yeah, real geek
I guess the habit stuck
I remember rappin'
Hittin' nacs on rust
Back in townsville
Doin shit we knew was bad for us
I swear I seen this all before
That's what the acid does
I swear to God I'll make it
My life been hell bent
Written scripts on them prescriptions
Wasn't helpin'
We had scriptures full of
Problems we were dealt with
I couldn't save nobody
I guess I'm selfish
Fuck 'em
I'm alcha- I'm alcha-
I went from BO2 and snappin' in the lobby
To runnin up the perks and jugganoggin' everybody
I'm Captain at a Price, I got the majors tryna copy
They followin' my step I'll show em how to train a zombie
I'm back to makin' hits and hittin' marks
Throwin' gigs across the country like a fuckin' datafarm
I was codin' off the codeine packin' rooms up like a .rar
Spoke to suits up in them towers man they said they'd take me far
We took meetings with them heathens
Tryna break my soul apart
They must be tweakin' if they thinkin'
I would let them stain the art
Those Interventions wasn't cuttin' it I had to face a Scar
Now this a fully loaded clip
I'll show you how to A&R
Nah pussy I don't fuck around with labels
Same streams gettin paid for
Same Story like it's Maple
A40 with the cable
We distorted that shit
That Blue Yeti on the table
Hit record on that bitch
Had conversations with my brothers 'bout the cash
If they need it then I got 'em
Give 'em everything I have
Watched my brother go out sad
Had me defendin' who I am
How the fuck you turn your back
Then you extendin' you a hand
I'm on Vader way I grip the mic
It don't mean shit to die
Clark Kent with bad acid that's my only Kryptonite