I told y′all niggas like twice before

I'm icy cold, I′m something like a icicle

My psyche flows like water, I'm slightly out of orderI oughta pick up my phone, cuz it might be doe

Got a call from this chick live on Brightseat Road

She want to chill, steady asking "Do you like me?" NO

I gives a fuck bout a wifey, I pipe these hoes

Sit back roll up a sack and light the dro

Got the game tightly sewn from dimes to quarters

When I pull out my phone, you would think it's a tricorder

I don′t play with you ballers or injured reserve

Come off the bench blocking my shot, y′all get on my nerves

I swerve over any beat you can serve like drunk drivers

Smash the passengers up and leave no survivors

I came back in this game to make y'all retire

Now put your hands over the stove, this is fire

I′m tired of telling you nerdy kids I'm very pissed

This will break your iPhone if it only holds 30 gigs

Please be courteous when you download The Travesty

Or I′ll turn to Michael Jackson holding babies off balconies

Look at my jewelry change like I'm studying alchemy

Niggas must be off the X if they think they can Malcolm me

In the middle of your girl, she bring it back like a boomerang

Sucking her, fucking her, bust in her just like a shooting range

Gotta be the sickest on the mic without syphilis

Got niggas spitting mucus when they mention it

Your chick is insignificant if mines come to visit

She walk through exquisite tall and thick like a midget

Facts, spit fire like Dracarus

Bend a knee, bitch or get burnt like the others

I ain′t got no love for you niggas, we ain't brothers

So don't be looking for no dap if wisdom ain′t your mother

Cuz I don′t do handouts

Keep my cock out for silly hoes running they mouth

I'm just looking out, give them something to talk about

Cuz if it ain′t my dick, then what you talkin about, preach

I get my point across with no speech

I stay in touch with outreach

Through angles, distance and proper technique

Your heels can't handle the walk of defeat

I′m dangerous as premeditated

I calculated reformulated than infiltrated

It's crime-related, I murdered the scene, I left forensics

That gutter shit that be traveling down a verse appendix

I′m defecating my Revelations to populations

My compilations vocabulary abominations

There's no relation my demonstration's imperial

I′m Son of Samming you niggas, my thoughts are serial

I′m coexisting with ammunition, you're forced to listen

I′m so persistent, I'm flowing, I make my own tradition

The culmination, my simulation is documented

The fulmination with bodies lying, they′re all fermemnted

I keep on bringing it, never stopping, I'm banging out

No mumble rap but I′m traveling down to other route

I keep attacking 'em backing 'em, it′s miraculous

On the atlas I′m thrashing, there ain't no matching this