Rabies

There's a ancient saying What is a king without subjects But I say what are subjects without a king This nothing less than rabies bet they label me crazy Paranoid and bipolar sprinkle in schitz maybe Willy was right life is a stage but we can't leave this one alive I dress fly to masquerade and take her soul through her eyes All man all mammal bitch nigga mass up Ten toes all handles A.I. in the clutch She's Letty with my clutch hit the nos and fill her up My dick sleep in her throat her chin cuddle my nuts You'll rue the fucking day that Blaze decide to slow his bars down The damage is psychological you'll never put them bars down Not even know who you are now in the mirror like who art thou It's just me myself and I and we'll all cut you from the throat down Too far to turn back still not knowing where to go now I just wake up with the sun just can't sleep when that shit go down They are but lost sheep Confused scared needing guidance And protection from the wolf Who delights in their slaughter Pops told Freddie be undeniable and I heard it from Gibbs Can't deny shit after this drop accept it is what it is An eye for an eye a limb for a limb a hater gon' hate A king gonna king live win and give 'Til God hit the bell and fly out this ring do my time in hell Or dine with the king but alive I'm a Don no Omar You kissing this ring I swear I can almost take you serious You missing some things like self respect I don't bend over For no clout or a check let me hold this truth to your neck The same niggas that you ride for dig a hole if you slip You pawns in this shit worst thing you don't even know On this board you a chip and not every piece gon' make it home That flag stand alone sylvester and cold A.I. might just be the death of us but fuck that did you see my last post Cause uhh lately you know I think I figured it out it It ain't hashtags it's the algorithm And the algorithm like me dawg See cause if I don't post it then it never happened cuz right Thats what it is now a days if you don't post it It don't never fucking happen alright nigga Put your arm around him nigga fuck out of here I can smell the reaper coming while we wait in this room The rotting of flesh the opening wounds the screams from the tombs All fruits of my looms this Hades gon' burn shit sparking up blue In orbit I spin just lost in the loop Homies don't try-angles I feel hate underneath you Got weight to make the scale-lean leaving your sides unequal Hoe I just want don't need you hoe I just fuck don't feed you I'm a beast whats people stand in my face I eat you Naked on the track subzero autotune not known to lack You known for tight jeans and moan on tracks Pumba There's no Timoning that no merit legacy so no condoning that God of Rap yeah I'll be known for that chose to live this life Like I could only rap when God say go ain't no amount of legions That could hold me back bet my soul on that I'm gone Shit The fuck you thought