[Hook]
I'm a deadly mind
not known for grace
I've done the harder time
but this thing won't fade
I'm at the front of the line
And it's in my soul
This ain't a warm reprisal
It'll make ya blood run cold

[Xposed]
Dead and running the band, quickness//
Looking at bitches, rubbers in hand, let's witness//
I'm down on the pound, round the mound spot//
I'm the eternal sound, ground down in the drownd opps//
I'm just something too fast (later)//
River run round, but the checks get cashed (hater)//
I drain the venom, leave the fang wet//
From the cage im pacing in, ready to bang set//
Dying in the lane, the pig pulled over//
Wolf in the mirror, the Norse weather, the takeover//
I love how the flow controls the weather vein//
Immigrate into my Timbs, and I take no blame//
Shoot (shoot)//
Tool break friction, gun bar//
Honey I've been wanted, pussy break in (cum hard)//
I'm in the thing and I line up wild//
Fully unlocked the door driving the style//
I've been setting the tone blood, its a warning//
You see the Ancient scripters been touring//
The second coming is my flow, and drums that are waring//
I flip the scrip on the sentiments torn in night//
Pitch hit, for all of the scorn born in life//
Hold down in the midi of gold//
one with the throne, in the bronx of old//
I've been the cook (ha)//
I've been the same (nah)//
I've been the great mind (yah)//
Bending time between the state line (jah)//
I don't fuck with no light rap//
Build the rise that rise beyond the wool night cap//
I'm in the rhyme with the old plate//
Having to go long to make this soul tape//
I move the dial on the weight of deduction//
Every word flow you up outta the function//

[Hook]
I'm a deadly mind
not known for grace
I've done the harder time
but this thing won't fade
I'm at the front of the line
And it's in my soul
This ain't a warm reprisal
It'll make ya blood run


[Invain]
yeah
yeah
for every offer left on the table the bomb aint stable
I grip harder leave deeper marks holding on a cable
this my staple so I'm ripping staples innards through the navel
this that evil telling Satan better lay low
best when I'm tempted repent the hell that I'm sending
said immense so all the pain could make you get it
no Ritalin sedative tranquilizer imbedded
I'm more lively when the tribe been beheading
so it's off with the head like they barely story telling
you sure in that dark corner aint no horror preparing
of course, you fear it, but you sure understand it
core fundamentals they ran the AI "fuck we can't compare to it"
this go right down to the middle only fair I rip
ferro fluid dragged in like a magnet wouldn't dare to lift
exposed the same goal as in vain just leaves holes in the frame
leave a few tags on the bricks decades over replaced
one in a million no odds a million to one
front to the line fuck Atilla the hun
hunger no games but the thrill in the hunt
call me the ripper just spilling my guts
down a shot fuck who's filling my cup
I'm no hostage to this but I'm giving it up
y'all think will will been enough
this the part of me that hardly beats
I've sharpened beaks I launch right off the cliff the rocks aint proper seats
the goth in me don't make me change my mind the Gotham leak
I bring asylum no not safe I harbor freaks
that thirst I quench that waters free
I been only me and if you know that's been a lot to be
don't shutter this horror directed to rip down the covers
this a long descent and i aint found the others
so when I cave fill the place with the wonders
I self-sustain it's in the name that I suffer
yeah

[Hook]
I'm a deadly mind
not known for grace
I've done the harder time
but this thing won't fade
I'm at the front of the line
And it's in my soul
This ain't a warm reprisal
It'll make ya blood run cold