Slit Throat (feat. Garrett Schwartz)

Never been one for wearing fitted caps
Just like my lyrics I prefer my hats to snap back
Oh damn what was that Mac
Telling me I left my whack backpack way back
On the bottom rack
Saying that's a dope line
Asking why I never thought of that
Well it's as simple as this
Every line I wrote was simplistic as shit
And people commenting hating asking what's next
Talking like my mind ain't even complex
So I sat back now and I'm racking up checks
But people still mad so I'm bringing back Dez
Now I'm slowing down and I leave them with this
I'm a cold killer mo' illa
Going ape mode call me go-rilla
Got mo' skilla bars so chilla
I'm subzero spitting flames like godzilla
Until the bitter end
I feel the second skin setting in
I feel it setting in again
Until the bitter end
I feel the second skin setting in
I feel it setting in again
Yeah want me to speed it up maybe time to heat it up
Put you in my oven so you know I'm gonna eat it up
Killing other rappers like they know I'm gonna beat em up
Damn what the hell is all this
Slaying on the verse so I'm making a mess
Bloody bottoms on
So I got the right kicks
Closet bipolar cause it keeps pitching me fits
Well I look good
You rap lame
You too sane to be in my brain
And I'm insane
Do you understand what I'm saying
Or should I yell and go saiyan
I'll tone it down and quit playing
Cock back and I'm aiming
So bow down and start praying
Until the bitter end
I feel the second skin setting in
I feel it setting in again
Until the bitter end
I feel the second skin setting in
I feel it setting in again
Fighting for your life
Is like rolling dice
You can bet on all the odds
Or just pay the price
You'll never know until you truly try
And you'll never live until you really die