Stranger

This shit is underage, 'cuz we smashing 16's.

Man I write raps, Ending life spans, blitz kreig.

If you think you could fuck around then well bitch please.

Tell 'em "it's me," 'fore I put 'em down six feet.

 

I'm a murderer, turnin' up to high pitch screams.

In the back seat of a cadillac or taxi.

There's not much I could say about that G.

But he writes sick bars and he finds mad beats.

 

Is it clear that's me, I'm a sick twisted villain.

When I see an enemy I make sure that I kill'em

When I come through I got a clear cut vision.

So stay away from me if you don't wanna be a victim.

 

Everyday with magma, we building from the ground up.

Fuck these fake gangstas, don't fuck with our sound, huh.

Slice to your neck, if you ever come around us.

Death murder violence is all that ever surrounds us.

 

The flow levelled up, and this song is now the outcome.

My work is versatile, as I'm building up this momentum.

The way I be rapping this, man they say that heaven sent 'em.

Your rap faggotry like all of the colours on the spectrum,

 

Agile with the pen, I be pouring so much venom,

Sit down kid, time to teach you life lessons.

Bitch your life's threatened, yeah my life threatens.

Give 'em life, then I take it all away in one sentence.

 

Honestly, nobody can fuck with this skill.

Man I body beats, fuck it 'cuz I do it for the thrill.

Fuck a mill, I'm annoyed I need to chill.

I paint murder pictures and I make it look surreal.

 

I'm a low-key psycho, I'm telling them goodnight folks.

I write cold hard bodied lyrics and I'm quite dope.

Most of you rappers really stuck in a cycle,

I'm the real reason R&B singers are hitting high notes.