More Disasters (ft. KO-Doomzday)...

Doin' 500 near a school zone while I'm committing GTA

Cock, back, aim, and bleeding waists of children's faces held by the leader's way

'Cause when I'm so blazed you can't topple, laced with the oxycontin while I'm talkin'

Constant statements, heart is racin', look at the sniper while I'm concentratin'

Blinded by money, so I'm shovin' these bills into your eyelids so you can't see no crime

Reality shows got my name in crime font while I'm dancing my mind

Charlie Manson beyond, the mansions at dawn, I land all these falls

And killed the originals lyrically so I'm the only one left

Became sicko mode spiritually and became zonin' my Tech

Laws became loss as soon as the W became dolla signs

People sell they whole life for money, and then topple mine

You're entire style is ricochetin' off me like a side-note, my spiral is undeniable

Y'all think you got the craft like Michael's, but the only thing you be eatin' is Kraft recycled

You're GOATS ain't even cat food to me, I'm a monster with a couple caps on the ceiling

My wordplay is crazy, make you cry tears in uh- wait, maybe I get more aggressive, but I'll hand it to Coin, and tell y'all how to hit the medium;

 

This playground ain't for kids, go play,

Lay down one dirty rap and then I'll go bathe,

Stuff shit up in one verse, it needs some Flonase,

My whole passage was congested so I think I won't spray;

I'm on a call with the director I borrowed from the set,

But you didn't get the part like a barber carving in your head,

You won't get far, because now I'm starting back refreshed,

Pass me the mic, I'll be sure to attack the verses,

Then I'll say "good looks", like an attractive person,

You will get clapped fast, and I ain't no ninja bitch,

But you can bet your ass that I will still kick it;

Thinking you fly? Well I'm a Venus fly trap,

You stay dissing so I can reply and a write back,

And have no remorse like what this site has;

See the best talkers give off attitudes every second,

Like internet bloggers getting shit wrong cuz they never read it,

Sit and rest your back on a bed and take a breath in

The forest, touch grass or push up to get pressed with-

These woke ass liberals who are now crying behind a camera,

Because they didn't go win the election, remind the error?

Yall need to stop this shit and I'm not one to talk about politics,

But both sides are full of it, did you babies get adopted sick?;

Now my weekends ain't shit somehow,

You think we can make this calm down?

Wait till GTA 6 comes out,

Then you're really gonna see the gays stick around;

All freaks and masterbaters can stop the vile years,

And see you later alligators with your crocodile tears,

I'll enjoy cheap gas and neighbors with glocks and spiral beers,

While you keep having anger pressured not just by your peers;

 

Now I just pray for the day,

The wars will stop for the sake,

Now who's up for the game?

No more disasters along the way,

Wonder what reactions this song will make,

It won't be long, we're saved,

I need my coffee, wait!