[intro/Chours Seven] I been thinkin' bout this shit for a long time. pedal to the metal, I've been jumpin all over this red line, spittin fire in this bitch, stand back and ya be fine. been tryin' to tell them somethin but they ain't listenin' I been finishin' these bars rearrange em and then trashin' em, I been, talking pretty loud in this silent room Had my hand out, like im trying to give em a hand out, but they too busy looking past, and thats fine, just remember from the drop i fucking tried. [Verse one Seven] I started this race and I'm a finish it just keep ya head up, eyes wide watch ya back even when ya feel safe and you feel strength shit happen quick, I'm a nice guy, well i try, but if I light this wick there's no more singing ya kids beddy byes. so if ya wanna try, no lie, make sure ya tell them kids, good night so if you're fealin frogish leap, see this hills too steep, I'll undermine in supersonic time and bury you. I aint trying to portray im a scary dude, im just tellin ya the truth,. so I guess you can call me Steve, with them long sleeves, and I'ma call ya blue cause you ain't got a clue, man im just warnin' you, I broke it down to grade school, and thats for the fool, im just sayin' im just tryin keep it cool. pressure in every sentence, vocabulary press-in hard to ya chest, make a mess with these letters, put ya pen to the test, say less, I just grab this mic hold it tight and obsess on the vocab, readin these words off this ripped up pad. (ya) [Chorus] I been thinkin' bout this shit for a long time. pedal to the metal, I've been jumpin all over this red line, spittin fire in this bitch, stand back and ya be fine. been tryin' to tell them somethin but they ain't listenin' I been finishin' these bars rearrange em and then trashin' em, I been, talking pretty loud in this silent room Had my hand out, like im trying to give em a hand out, but they too busy looking past, and thats fine, just remember from the drop i fucking tried. [ ovi ] i been deep in my head where the thoughts get feral stack panic in patterns, then sharpen the barrel every sentence get sent with intent to dismantle if it hit, it hit clean i don’t miss or get careless i don’t posture for praise, i apply fuckin’ pressure turn stress into reps, make pain do deadlifts pen snap when i grip it, i torque every message till the meaning punch lungs out the chest of the skeptic i was givin’ out grace ‘til it fucked with my spine now i ration my breath, let ‘em choke on the lines if my tone feel colder, that’s focus evolved warm hearts get exploited when offered too raw i don’t bark at the fence, i remove the whole frame every bar premeditated, i blueprint the game i don’t chase reactions, i starve ‘em on purpose then feed ‘em this verse like, “decide what it’s worth, bitch” i been fightin’ my mind like a pit full of blades turn demons to syllables, put ‘em on pay you hear venom? nah, that’s restraint with a temper i don’t spray shit reckless, i place every letter i survived my own thoughts, that’s a savage-ass feat now my breath hit the beat like a boot to the teeth so don’t call this shit luck, get the language correct this is discipline weaponized n i say it with my chest [Chorus] I been thinkin' bout this shit for a long time. pedal to the metal, I've been jumpin all over this red line, spittin fire in this bitch, stand back and ya be fine. been tryin' to tell them somethin but they ain't listenin' I been finishin' these bars rearrange em and then trashin' em, I been, talking pretty loud in this silent room Had my hand out, like im trying to give em a hand out, but they too busy looking past, and thats fine, just remember from the drop i fucking tried.
