Текст песни
Shout out my idols turning to rivals (uh huh)
Barev dzez demons they singing high notes (uh huh)
You don't wanna see me like this
You don't wanna see a killer with a beat like this
You don't wanna mother fucker with a knife like this
Two cuts in a pump blood guts on the mic like
Shout out my NyQuil they sleep on my skill (uh huh)
My deal a rifle I feel I might spill (uh huh)
Hollow tips at the pricks at the top
That forgot that the kids not a kid he's a god
With a mob in the mind
And a plot to remind
That they ain't really shit (yea)
All suicidal oh no revival
My verse a curse in a bible my hearse just burst on arrival
If I go Michael my vitals
A pitted bull in a spiral
An endless cycle of trial
And tribulation on vinyl
Spin that shit
Why you here
To suck my dick
This my year
Been working like a fat chick
Stuck inside the attic (yuh yuh)
Beat too thicki
I been tryna Minaj Nicki
With Rihanna run the city
Like I've built the gate for Billy (yuh yuh)
And I don't really fight fair kid
Brought a gun to a knife fight that I started
And I know I'm a nightmare kid
Look around, kerosene on the ground I lit
Yelling Barev Dzez
All my enemies stressed
Yelling Barev Dzez
All my enemies depressed
Yelling Barev Dzez
I been all this this'
With my demons on a leash
While I politic
Maybe I been cold from the jump
Maybe I know I sold my soul like I been voting for trump
Maybe I've told the dealer hoe I folded been out of luck
But she don't give a fuck and so the devil telling me shut the fuck up
They don't know what is realer
Pain or the pills that they pop to feel us
They don't know Copper field is
Filled with the pigs tryna pop their steel, love
Full of hope, I'm young but still numb
From the dope that we smoke to feel some
Bit ironic. Beat with the steel drum
Hyperbolic time don't tic none