Dead Sea

Gonna take your head and smash it; drama,

For all this shit you've given me; karma,

Hit it with a baseball bat; pinata

Then ima set that skull alight; fire starter,

You'd think after all these years you'd have leapt to my aid,

Brainwashed by your peers now you've become a renegade,

You take advantage of my fears but I am unafraid,

Jump back so you're clear cause I'm a fucking hand grenade,

Blood cascades, floods, you're splayed, down on the ground,

And as I stand over you, I ask, 'where's your god now?'

You jibbering wreck, come on, say something profound,

Before I bury your ass six feet under the ground,

You were always the rapper, the 'poet' was me,

And although you didn't know it, that my flow was supreme,

There's no way to slow it, although you disagreed,

How apropos that I've cut all your arteries,

Now you're flows just as slow as when you try to breath,

And when you let go I hope you think about me,

The friend you cast aside like a pile of debris,

But in the end I'm something that you know that you wanna be,

Not tryna condescend when I say you're a wanna be,

Not tryna apprehend but you see what you wanna see,

Not tryna pretend anyone's even gonna wanna grieve,

You can't comprehend the tricks that I've got up my sleeve