[Intro]
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now

[Verse]
For every New York minute, there be a minute in York
And for every minute in York, there's a bog-body corpse
From the top of the North to the opposite Pole
From the frozen ground of the Dene to the Aussie soul
From the botty line in the bogs to the Schmutzdecke
To the outer edge of the ozone, it's bone cold
Demiurge callin' the squall, skull on a brawl
Bogie callin' the cold, sold all of our soul
And that's a double entendre, I hope you got it, bro
Y'all ain't got a clue, too slow, I got to go
I gotta go, ain't gotta be cold-hearted to know
You gotta be cold-hearted to grow, you know
But it get cold-hearted as you go
In the Land of the Ice and Snow
Gotta get your hands on the fire, get warm, gotta hold
Can't lose your grip, can't lose control
When it get cold-hearted as you go
In the Land of the Ice and Snow
You gotta get your hands on the fire, get warm, gotta hold
Can't lose your grip, can't lose control
And you know that's a double entendre, I hope you got it, bro
You gotta be cold-hearted to grow, you know
Ain't gotta be cold-hearted to know
You ain't gotta be cold-hearted to know
You gotta be cold-hearted to grow, you know
You ain't gotta be cold-hearted to know
You ain't gotta be cold-hearted to know
You ain't gotta be cold-hearted to know
You gotta be cold-hearted to grow, you know


[Verse]
Saber tooth, duck huntin', Daisy Dukes
White feather, ankle wrapped, race the coupe
Got the heat with me, laser on, navy suit
I'm never crazy, if I'm crazy, it's in your favor too
Gold alloy chamberin' through a saber tooth
Cross paths, knowin' the fate, told me I had to shoot
Had the notion, actin' it out, "There ain't no need to move"
From then on, callin' my spirit with me to see it through
True, break through the ceiling, higher than flight school
Microchip is under the skin, they knew the fight rules
Mothership is liftin' the dead, light blue
Light the booth, voice of the youth
Spittin' like the guys you aspire to
Crowd swimmin', servin' 'em, Tide Pods
Warhead shells, lead out the sky
Rearrange the surface with lyrics and my purpose
Soul searchin', diamonds out the earth
Birthin' what I'm learnin', I'm a serpent in the fire

[Chorus]
'Cause I will not take an L
Huntin' for the pelt
I'ma do it by myself
Put the boy on the shelf
Can't have me on the shelf
Makin' sure my shit sell
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
I'ma be out on the prowl
And I will not take an L
Huntin' for the pelt
I'ma do it by myself
Put the boy on the shelf
Can't have me on the shelf
Makin' sure my shit sell
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
I'ma be out on the prowl

[Bridge]
And I will not take an L
I will not take an L
I will not take an L
I will not take an L
And I will not take an L
I will not take an L
I will not take an L
I will not take an L

[Verse 1]

All eyes on me like some ass and some titties
Got a flash, not a mag, that's a glizzy
Cops behind, I dash, they won't get me
(Blat, blat) He turn into ash, into Whitney

When I dash, it's a mystery
But, uh, if you blink, you'll miss me
If you see my face, it gets ugly
At my own pace, you can't rush me

Run through the woods with a AK (Okay)
Bullets chop him down, call it All-State
Keep a rifle on me like a ball game
Black mask on my face, no blackface

Smack him in his face with a briefcase
No P. Diddy, no B.I.G. or Mase
C-4 in the building, it gets messy
I know these pigs out here tryna test me

He said he wanna catch me in the streets
When he catch me in the streets, he did nothing
He did nothing, when he saw me, he did nothing

You are frontin', you are bluffin'
You are soft, you are soft, you are soft
You a sucker, you a sucker, you a sucker
You are, you are

You a sucker, you a sucker, you a sucker
You are soft, you are soft, you are soft
You are frontin', you are bluffin'

He did nothing, when he saw me, he did nothing
He did nothing
He said he wanna catch me in the streets
When he catch me in the streets, he did nothing

I know these pigs out here tryna test me
C-4 in the building, it gets messy
No P. Diddy, no B.I.G. or Mase
Smack him in his face with a briefcase

Black mask on my face, no blackface
Keep a rifle on me like a ball game
Bullets chop him down, call it All-State
Run through the woods with a AK (Okay)

At my own pace, you can't rush me
If you see my face, it gets ugly
If you blink, you'll miss me
When I dash, it's a mystery

But, uh, he turn into ash, into Whitney
(Blat, blat) Cops behind, I dash, they won't get me
Got a flash, not a mag, that's a glizzy
All eyes on me like some ass and some titties

[Outro]
And I will not take an L
I will not take an L
I will not take an L
I will not take an L
And I will not take an L
I will not take an L