so what of it, just me and the beat and I'm loving it

so what of it

what of my shit got you wondering

yeah

so what of it

shoveling, dug all the dirt so I'm under this

yeah

so what of it

yeah

what of it

yeah

so what of it, just me and the beat and I'm loving it

so what of it

what of my shit got you wondering

yeah

so what of it

shoveling, dug all the dirt so I'm under this

yeah

so what of it

yeah

what of it

yeah

normal, eh? my bars have been part of a worm hole

this how I roll and it just been the turn though

flames that I'm bringing don't roll I'm eternal

stuck in my head and the burning aint worse yo

been at the throat like a chokehold

right at the top ima jump like a goat know

the locals been talking they calling me loco

been on a roll till it don't go

every show breaking right up to the front row

the bass that he bumping like "oh no"

I been in vain just to derail the train

incantation I'm spitting been one in the same

I debate what I've written inside of my brain

so you reading it now just to know that I slay

feel like Myers can't take it I wait for the day

got knife for a gunfight a point to be made

the view been birds' eye, I live to earn pride

gravity here really tend to turn tide

hip with the clip extra mag on the side as I burn rhymes

tend to gasp breath on the third time

what I inhibit been vicious, I'm in there been no resistance

I brought the chalk for the instance, the evil I conjured to listen

complicit, the feeling been wrong if you missed this

I never dumb it

the mag I got tucked for gunning

I kill it for less than the stunning

I buzz a bit now I stung it

this honey worked for I love it

I'm timing laps that I'm running

the more the time lapse

I alter future's side path

I palpitate the bypass

so pump fists as I fly past

this is all my crucible where I decide to grind raps

designed my life where I be fine to die last

I guide em all with my wrath

never catch me write fast

I just been the stranger through the back with the white mask

think I write raps, this is just the practice for the stabs

so I might snap, need to get me back in the lab

been a tight map, seeing the direction I grab

yeah

if this an addiction I want what I'm giving

yeah

how do I get em to come right back

if this an opinion, fuck all of the facts

you dig what I'm bringing I shovel to prove my extinction

so ahead I aint concerned with the winning

I'm worried the people don't want to be hearing

I'm Windex, the pain witness all of it clearing

my index a trove and I'd die to be near it

this hip hop the door open been gone

suspense with the series this something to binge on

I live on a rock where we fight to get big on

you claiming this land like you doubt I would piss on

the hydrant I'm eyeing gon burst when I lift off

or you back for my shit like you trying to get off

to go and row this boat you'd have to get through moats

I got it layed with crocs they going at the throat

this how the death roll goes, I'm taking hold to hold

6 more weeks of this, it's like the gopher knows

my shadow been tripping, I pan for the hook

I'm lost like the boys getting mad that you took

the face that I have getting mad when they look

when it's all said and done I be glad it's a book

but I got it all said and I'm not done

I jot some, murder all red I don't clot son

I need sum, add it all up cause I be none

the rerun, every step taken I leave one.

yeah

so what of it, just me and the beat and I'm loving it

what of my shit got you wondering

yeah

so what of it

shoveling, dug all the dirt so I'm under this

yeah

so what of it

yeah

what of it