Woah, Kenny

Like Frederick Douglass

It′s time to pick my brain apartLookin' at the menu

Motherfucker, I′m the main part

The patriarch of this Zuu shit

Never no Fuu shit

Try to sue this

We end up on Sun Tzu shit

And you don't want that, buddy, there's no combat

Ask Drake to pick you a season for you to come back

Everything that Denzel spits, nigga, is all facts

I be stickin′ to the paper like a thumbtack

Uh, I′m a paid motherfucker, gun tucker

I don't trust ′em, I don't love her

Little brother, don′t make me reach out and touch ya

I don't got candy but I′ll turn your head to Gushers

Sucka

When you see the barrel better pucker

Up for the kiss of death when silhouettes rush ya

Cold like Russia, six feet under

Sprayin' at your crew like a damn crop duster

After dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx

Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don′t have to push a shopping cart

You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it′s time to take your heart

These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks

Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx

Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don′t have to push a shopping cart

You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart

These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks

(Here, shake hands with danger)

Raise up

Raise the motherfuckin′ bar when I blazed up

Then I throw a Molotov, I'm a- (Uh), palm

I′m a (Uh), bomb (Any)

One that thinkin' that I'm Saddam

I′m a period, everything gettin′ serious

The beat on the lyricist was the eeriest

I look at the sky to answer the curious

The God and the Devil, they both imperious (Uh)

My birth's an accident, so what is life initially

Officially love and lust accompanied by misery

So obsessed with company

Watchin′ how you move, how you walk, where your compass be

Even when you move to an island, livin' comfortably

(Drama still follows)

Harry Potter clip filled with deadly ass hollows

Bangin′ out your trunk but it's not a Monte Carlo

Here′s how it really goes, now open up the car door

Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx

Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart

You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it′s time to take your heart

These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks

Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx

Still tryin′ to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart

You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it′s time to take your heart

These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks

These niggas wanna take it back-

(Shake hands with danger, step right up and say hello)

(Grindin' wheels and metal are what made Three-Fingered Joe)