DUMB STUFF (feat. ItzVen & KaalaH)

I don't do none of that braggadocio Hope I won't do drugs and die of an overdose Hope I won't do something dumb and wake up with a broken nose Choppa make your nose run, we gonna wipe or blow your nose Choppa got a long nose looking like Pinocchio I ain't got none, so I don't talk 'bout the guns I tote (Brrt) With this type of beat I feel like I'm in my element Hype and energetic beats, that is my preference Hit you with the ruler clip, I ain't talking measurement Hit you in the arms and legs, more than just a detriment You'll be sent to heaven, quite the opposite of heaven sent (Damn) When I started rapping I was skeptical Friend and I made songs that were bad and nonsensical Rhymes, I'm making in my mind, It's constant, It's perpetual (Aye) Could've said "like a blind man I walk with the stick". Whole lot of good bars rely on the blicks How do I write stuff? Don't got any tricks Like a broken faucet I continue to drip He got choppas in the back but forgetting the clips (Brrt) Yuh aye Bruh It's Ven back in his old ways, I been killing it, Blood spilling here all day You mess with the kid, Deading a prick, Won't play If you testing me you're dead to me, Dome sprayed Yuh and I got choppas in the back Don't got time for conversations so I'm talking with the gat You give violent proclamations, you're just talking all that crap I'm doing it too but you would not admit to that Got me walking with the mask, I'm like Tobi when I run a fade Feeling legendary I'm like Broly my green comes in waves Boy it's getting scary Junji Ito in this ish Feel like Mahito in this ish I leave his body all messed up in graves Best get all out my domain or you can go and get these hands for free I'll cause a tragedy The phantom troupe ran through your family You came to the slaughter, you're a sacrificial lamb to me They know I've been a goat So you gonna get your body rammed by me Imma say what I said kid I ain't getting so just pay your respects It's just Lames that you hate 'cause you ain't get the message Get flamed to the brain if you play with the best prick And I'm the best on god You can't play you a lame get lost I've been walking with this chain 'round my neck You ain't safe not a threat You're a blatant op