I'm Sleep Deprived my life isn't an Easy Ride globalists with Greedy Ties
don't hear the Needy Cry but I got god to Speak Beside
and sticky bud to Keep Me High so we can all Smoke To That
watch as I Roll Through Tracks and Flow True Raps
that are Solid as Gold when I Demolish my Foes
my mic will Acknowledge my Soul why should these Fakes Be Mentioned
against this Crazy Weapon rain matrix will Say He's Repping - 187
I'm after some paper Ta Count preferably larges Amounts
headed for my Account you can keep Tha Crown
all I needs a Sniper Rifle this Writers Psycho
enough to Ice Yur Vitals no telling when this Lifer Might Go
so I chill like a Hitman that would Disband This Land
he's a Big Damage Chance so respect His Stance
go ahead Spark Tha Issue I got Bars Ta Diss you
everyone knows my Art Official your just Artificial