BULLET

Nineteen!

My bitch got hygiene

she's wearing tight jeans, rap is in my gene

she calls me Almighty, kindly,

moving towards me slightly

i tell her we goin widely.

in 2 battles i'm nasty and spicy

What am i to do, tell me all high and mighty?

 

Fuck those bitches and fuck those snitches

i am not the sixth god, but i roll with the first, to get those riches

that's why i hate washing dishes and listining to preaches

cause this is all teaches, you must be a christian.

 

So now i need to be practical,not rational but going international

i don't even try to rap, its just natural,Psycho, like no, other individual

that's me beelzebub.

 

I'm invincible, defeating you is inevitable, cause i'm visible

Seeing more success with my concepts

it was a jesus like miracle, bitch you're just typical

Scream the unthinkable, hospitable, divisional

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle.