Now everything that was in my way is gone
And everyone else still believes me
It's only a matter of time before I get rid of the police
What are you thinking Now?
This is my perfect victory!
That's right, I WIN!
You think you know me, I'll call your bluff
Yeah, you is a *****, you ain't had it rough
I'm seeing right through you, I've had enough
Enough of the fakes, i'mma cut you up
I'mma leave you in street with your body in pieces, seconds go by, my body count increases
Taking your life or my own to release us, heaven or hell I don't care I'mma leave bruh
Aye, I keep my **** in my pants
Yuh, Like to make these ******* beg
Aye, I'mma still yo hoe and flow
Yuh, do it better anyday
Sick of all these mother****ers claiming that they running the trap metal scene
Doing everything they can to stop a mother****er hearing Slen scream
Run up with a mother****ing razor
Run up like ya boy Malcolm Fraser
Lucid boys, we comin' up and see these fake ****s
But you know it doesn't phase us
Slen and Devi on that new ****
These *****es think that they can do this
Watch 'em all try to imitate
Then they talk **** and get a tooth split
Aye
New South Sound 'bout to take your clout
Ram it with a fist full of anthrax up in your mouth
But I see through the fake smiles on these fake cunts, you're all fake ****s
'Bout to clean the ****in' waste up
*****boy pick your face up
Talking
You think you know me
DEATH (x4)
I'm going to show you the creation of a new world...