That'll Work

The bass is like the first whistle

my face hides a mind sharp as a spur thistle

regrets i got none, one hot son don't stare too long you could get burnt sizzle

I'm more than meets the eye somethin superficial

clutch like the pizza guy, always gonna deliver

look at these jerks quiver searchin for words

I got rhymes that could hurt you like a hook in a nerve

I go against just about every book in the church

it feels like my life so far has been took in reverse

trying to unlearn these virtues, could it get worse

so from birth to the hearse 'til I'm submergerd in the dirt

life can do its worst but imma make the best of this curse

I'm on that old school love for the music I make

thats why i don't act phased by the abuse that i take

and every move that I make, my brain is two steps in front of it

the joker is serious now these clowns don't want none of it

Imma take this beat away and run with it

I ain't done with it, I'm colder than the weather in Nunavut

its real shit every time that I grab a mic

I don't have it but I can see the cameras, action, lights