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iPHoNe 12

 

iPHoNe 12

(album: LET THE WORLD BURN 2 - 2022)


I'm in the booth and I'm coughing
I'm sick, ain't recovered yet
But I just wanted to spit
Even if I was on up on my deathbed
I would do this shit without a fucking assist
Won't give me a break
Want to get in my face
I got COVID-19, don't got time for this shit
No time to play, better mind what you say
I can flip any day, if you really insist
I'll put you in a crate, serve your head on a plate
Leave it all up to fate, just keep talking your shit
Your heart on a stake, what a pretty display
Hung in front of my place, let the neighbors witness
Straight cap in your raps when we all know you ain't hard
You wanna jump then I'm breaking your ankle
I keep my mental as sharp as a chainsaw
I'll rip out your fucking tongue so you can't talk

I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
iPhone 12 recognize my face

Time for the second verse
Sick with the shit that I spit
You should prolly come check my damn temperature
To my competitors, I am the predator
Flexing whenever
Because I'm the better one
Yeah
Bitch I go hella dumb, level your mental
Don't step, no you better run
I am a veteran, you want the evidence
Step against me, and end up in the sediment
Yeah I recorded this while I was sick
Aye fuck friends bitch I'd rather hit a lick
I'm about to go 100 like I'm mob psycho in this bitch
Once I get started, bet I won't miss
Thinking you a rival, make it look like suicide
When I take your life I'll run that blade into your mother fucking wrist
And erase you from this planet, I'll be laughing like a maniac
And I'm gonna celebrate up on the day I see you don't exist

Yeah I'm so sick of being sick and I'm so sick of them tryna talk shit
Yeah I'm so sick of being sick and I'm so sick of them tryna talk shit
Yeah I'm so sick of being sick and I'm so sick of them tryna talk shit
Yeah I'm so sick of being sick and I'm so sick of them tryna talk shit

done

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