Dead or alive

Pop a fifteen an I feel inventive like Nikola/

drop a sixteen like me there’s no one similar/

I got a right angle like perpendicular/

midnight sun I prey when I bit into her

neck so she’d live forever in my mind

there’s smoke if u f with me fumes most definitely

this hip hop music be the death of me

y’all spitting slander that’s defamy

Not visions of grandeur it’s destiny

they want me to let bygones be bygones

I’d rather buy guns leave them goodbye gone they ain’t plugged in as me I turn the light on

don’t become a victim of literature

like a sick llama I spit atcha

I’m obviously sinister

like a zombie

i consume the brains of these artist

of whom which I pick apart

I’m looming within the darkness

ya tune in an it’ll spark

a revolution will have started

presume what u disregarded

is the human heart that/ u discarded /

traded for objects /opulence is it ever enough

/when fame is wanted my privacy what I’m giving up /

my name gettin carved on every monuments /

my song played on every continent /

until there’s nowhere to run/

will my legacy be undone /

by the pain I caused by breaking hearts

if I take the drugs and be found despondent

is suicidal tendency my heredity

or am I accidentally prone

nah ima live forever

whether or not I die alone

that’s set in stone

rip Charlie watts and Brian jones

I’m living out of a suitcase like a true rolling stone where I lay my hat is my home boulevard of broken dreams i roam

I gave her your name my mission is done

so the disses begun

I make sure they don’t respawn if

they take another shot at

me end up bein wasted off it

cuz they know that I bartend

Although these bars aren’t tender there hardened

I’m imprisoned in em thank god not imprisoned off

em

they wanna free me in a sense I’m innocent but they know I’m convicted with this content

I deliver with a

rush of endorphins

y’all just gave em nonsense this industry is so currupt/

making more off the dead than the living huh /

Satan playing cards watching the inflated corpse with its interest up

weighing odds / these days are dark

pray to god that I make it out then

dead or alive the cowboy persona

a ride or die is always wanted

I’ll go harder while alive an kickin like chuck Norris I fuckin promise

fuck rigor morris the odds

are stacked up I’ll never forfeit

so sit back an watch me turn heaven a profit

sanity given up

or have I simply lost it

people question what planet is he on

is he a Martian Schizophrenic transmitting prophetic wisdom

premium lyrics that medium spirits skills unfuckwithabble like hermetical tradition

I’m getting em addicted like their genetic disposition

I’ll get you energetic after a listen

roll with my clicks becuz I’m African

music is telekinetic bodies move to the rhythm