My blood splattered on my shirtAnd I have no recollection, I woke up in the dirtAnd it don't even hurtSo am I too numb or too dumb to be embarrassed?I gravitate to gruesome environmentsI'm used to the violence
Swear I'm ready to kick out the chair and let the ropeSqueeze and choke out my last shred of hopeNever coped well with injections, scared to visitThe demons of my past, so I live parasiticallyAnd pitifully, critically cursedI hate hearing people tell me that it could be worse
When I was alive I had so many chancesSo many false starts, ill-advised advancesIn the back of so many cop cars and ambulancesI was the family disgrace, I'm in the right placeMy face missing from picturesI'd be lying if I told you I didn't miss the way it felt to kissThe woman who was the love of my lifeBut I failed miserably under the strifeLife of regret and remorse, so what'll never beI had to sacrifice myself to set her freeSo fuck it
Eyes blinkingBlinded by the flash, ears ringin'Changing tides, it might have a nigga swingin'From a motherfuckin' ropeI've run out of coping mechanismsGOT DAMNIT I'M ALL OUTTA DOPE
I create tension thick enough to stick a fork throughSpit pure, get more twisted than a corkscrewAbsorb truth physically, fascinate the mindUnlatch lies, literally lacerate a liar's tongueRight out of his mouth, pardon my numbnessAdverse to the weakness of words, God is tongueless
They hold onto fond thoughts of simpler timesWhen only black neighborhoods were riddled with crimeWhen white kids grew up safe and niggers knew their placeAnd everybody’s role was clearly definedThe young whites of today defect from the routeYoung rebels with the gaul to reject and renounceThe old god who in turn are unable to discernWhat their sons could be so unsettled about
Games & losses aimin' to be flawlessY'all just clowns who claim to be bossesThe rawness, in fear you follow, crawlingI'm causing carnage, it's all so appallingI'm all things kingly, king meConfront me, you measly flunkies attempt to triple jump meI'm greasy, hungry, undeniableYou crispy & crunchy 'cause son be fryin' you
The second verse is performed by Sketch McGuiney, who actually ended up having my favorite verse personally. I don’t think he completely stole the show or anything, but after multiple listens I just think he was the most memorable personally. That very first line where he says “Sketch motherfuckin’ McGuiney is off the Remy” always gets stuck in my head after I listen to the song.
White as Benny Blanco's cash minus the semiI think I misquoted the first line in that tercet, but fuck it. His verse was really goddamn great. If I remember correctly, him and K-Beta are a duo known as Black Irish, so maybe we’ll be hearing more from them in the future. I might be wrong though. I don’t fuckin’ know. Anyway, the closing verse is performed by Conway the Machine, and he did a very nice job. I wouldn’t say he stole the show like he usually does though. In fact, he might’ve actually had my least favorite verse. I don’t know. It’s not like he got smoked at all. I think they’re all pretty close in terms of quality. I think maybe my expectations were just super high, so when he didn’t absolutely decimate his verse it just registered as good but not great to me. He still did a very nice job though.
Still reppin' Virgini', I kill reps in your city
I'm the definition of def & illy, no effin' with me
I know it's hurtin' you, don't take it personal, boyOverall, I think the song is really dope. It’s followed by another single that I’d previously written about entitled Face the Serpent.
I keep a razor in my jaw, boy, don't make me bury you
Chew you up, boy, don't make me service you
You just a fuckboy, don't make me send a young boy through there to murder you
Put you on your back, nigga
Wig shot make sure that it's a wrap, nigga
I ain't a Rap nigga, I'm a MAC shootin' crack dealer
Pussy, you better have your strap with you
I was selfish, pretended I was helpless, stumblin' drunk
No surprise I fell in a ditch
Sellin' wolf tickets for no money back and I'm
Now surrounded by a whole hungry pack of 'em
Used to be a apex predator, my vision was all range
Then I hit that rock, my position on the chain
Became that of a scavenger, not a leader
But a bottom-feeder schemin' and chasin' after the habit
Look at me now, put me down, it's so easy
With my teeth so rotten & my skin so greasy
My will to live killed and flipped over
Belly up; in the river of regret, I'm a floater
"Get a grip," they tell me, they can literally smell meLive a lifestyle more than a little unhealthyI'm a night child, we was pretending to be brothersOur parents was tired, we supervised each otherApparently I was too high to see anotherWay out, I would devise a scheme of aWay to get-get up, get-get up & stay upUntil eventually the way out became a way up
I navigate through the cracks like a sewer ratMatted fur, burnt tail, sleepin' on the third railA mega blast hook wires in the heart of manAlready half cooked, fire in a garbage canDyin' is part of the plan, but one criticalFact could be that I'm practically unkillable
When I take a shit, dick drip in toilet waterNeed a higher toilet
When it comes to coca cola I'm the ayatollahEver since the Motorolas got that fire for youTruth hurts & lies kill, I plead the fifthGotta smell the roses, know they like being sniffedI can get you higher, homie, if you need a liftYou can fall off for forgetting we the cliffIf knowledge is power and ignorance is blissThen I'm happy knowin' no one else is ignorant as this
I'm out on the prowl like a big fat owlWith a couple other hunters who be livin' that foulNight time predators prey upon the ratsDogs in the darkness stay up in the cats
The hook on this track is also pretty good. I feel like I didn’t really say much about this track, but that’s because it’s got a very straightforward structure. The production and rapping are great. It’s dope as hell. Track 10 is called On the Reels. I really love the beat here. The opening verse is performed by Uptown XO of Diamond District, and he killed it. I think he probably had my second favorite verse as far as features on this album go. He went off.
It ain't nothin' for me to smack a dudeThat line about bullets crip-walking on a dude was crazy. I feel like XO objectively had the best feature on the album, but he didn’t make me laugh like Kingpen Slim did, so that’s how I decided who was my favorite. Anyway, I’m not totally in love with the hook on this song, but it serves its purpose well enough. I’m just kind of indifferent towards it. The second verse from K-Beta is really nice. I love how aggressive the last few lines are.
Change your face, your perspective, your whole attitude
Keepin' it real, I have to do it, ain't my face
I'm not the one for that ho shitIt’s a dope song. The following track is a single called Beta Blockers.
Go get whoever the fuck you want, we suck no dick
You can front if you want for all those pricks
But you ain't frontin' for us, we all know, bitch
It's all show tricks, no killer gorillas
Givin' you a flat visual, no filters
Speaking of unforgivable offensesSex offender with a 6 month sentenceDrug dealer dizzy, the judge peeled his wig backFifteen years, 85 percent of thatJustice is a dirty game for the bottom shelfCitizen in Virginia, shame on the commonwealthAt least he got his health, he can live with thatGave everything else away, can't get it back
The bigger the risk, the bigger the rewardUntil it's a risk a nigga can't affordA righteous man's patience, a crooked man chasingA permanent place in the book of damnationTook a chance faced with affliction arisenIt's a given, perception is unlimited division