left for the underground

murder that she wrote

she onto something now

yeah

fuck I bet I'm making someone proud

yeah

fuck the light of day I leave it underground

yeah

bury it

yeah

bury it

yeah

left for the underground

murder that she wrote

she onto something now

yeah

fuck I bet I'm making someone proud

yeah

fuck the light of day I leave it underground

yeah

bury it

yeah

bury it

yeah

yeah

murder she wrote

lasered it in fuck a need for a scope

push my pen to leave my peace in a note

I'm leaving decent I hope, this my release

just a peep at the sheets the only credit I seek

the heat for the missile complete

I'm the only fusion I'm using Et tu, Brute that's weak

this a lifestyle filed for a thousand miles

said to write this I been down a thousand rounds

stock grew from the bean and the roots been bound to a small town

fall down 6 now its 7th times a charm now

steady with the jump I aint even think how far down

far-out and I clear out like the bong cloud

moshing in this pit you thinking wrong crowd

take away the ability for me to get the views

well ima have to have you fucking walk up in my shoes

walk up on the stage and burn it down no way to lose

painting on the sky a different shade of blue

don't look at will the fuck did Jaida do

this death role you'd think a gator's due

no false prophet I revolve with a comet

the crash land you better study the topic

lifestyle been a rut chronological watch it

anatomic evolving box the AI in the ring you watching

never clerical error feral better than ever

every limit that I push I find another lever

and now its 7 calling 7 days the wells a shelter

share the wealth the verse they calling helter skelter

interrupt the broadcast bring back what they saw in rap

so now with all the lumber why they call on jack

I trust that when I fall someone would catch my back

word to when I lack I won't be coming back

no near future no way near no karma sutra

no smoke blown I even suck at hookah

elephant the room it's just the size I'm getting used to

mammoth with the genes you think I fuse tunes

every beat I ripped through been from Youtube

and I still haven't found what I'm looking for fuck U2

now lift spirits no fear with no god tiering

fuck gold when the rocks that I drop glisten

I'm extraterrestrial aint no calm visit

I don't need to see a leader I belong peasant

yeah

left for the underground

murder that she wrote

she onto something now

yeah

fuck I bet I'm making someone proud

yeah

fuck the light of day I leave it underground

yeah

bury it

yeah

bury it

yeah

bury it

ight

Sevennnn

Climb up im climbin out run up an runin route trow up im throwin down gun up my gun smokin

Fuck around hear an get fucked up outta luck

I aint jokin

Aint many i run wit

Stay with them real ones

ima show up we tokin

Getin my mind right before this bright light

what you sayin wait is you jokin?

Ok

tik tik that's the sound before.. I blow up!!

Fuck it ima blow it up

Made from the underground

kinda my home town

Imbound from the beginning

had to get my engine running

Everyday lookin for fuel

Now im drivin round hear with this tool

Make the game clame they a buncha fools

sittin em all down quick

put ya head on this stick

Thinkin ya slick it was the thought

now ya can't blink

so why dont you tell me what you really think

Thoughts go mental mind gos regal

This to simple blame my pencil

Write ya death

watch this lead smack at ya temple

Ill pencil you in

Blisters break fingers all bernt

Leaflet catchin fire

Ima do or dyer its dyer I don't tire the over timer

see i aquired this

Address this to ya house

An lite this bitch

Write ya momma a verse use it as a wick to this cocktail lit watch it hit...

.....Hole house go

oh shit

Ight ima flex a little bit

Grab an Rip and tare a dictionary

like a addict i never slip shred da body

Kong fu grip rip with just finger tips oddly

Shots at the sheriff

like Marley

Is this murder she wrote?

Ya Probly

Coulda stood still froze up but ya shook

Woo now calm down see im talkin now

Brain rearrangin from ya insubordinatin

This my hood so if I say you should you should

See im made from the underground

Somthin like them turtles with artist names grippin sharp blades

Watch me paint

Got em shell shocked

when I crawl out

the underground