[Doc Immortal] I got a picture to paint see, but I live in the shadow, I'm Gaining And I'm moving with magic, it's like a rabbit out the hat, I'm really amazing Oh you hate me? It's for nothing, you wasting your time, like staring at blank screens Cause you had a chance, now you gotta see management if you wanna get paid leave Working over time, all of you rappers who want to shine (You a son of mine) A big coming up in the summertime, you come up and you gonna get summerized Give a fuck if your memory hella long or you short, you focus on buffer size If it's up, then it's up, we can get it on, turn this whole song to a lullaby If he up the toast, then you end up a fucking ghost, in the city where people is burning bread It be up in smoke for the natures own, whoa, rappers end up in Wonderland, oh That's an Artisynth scheme, I art the King, I'm imparting the knowledge of Elohim With the art it get darker than melanin, rappers sellin dreams They sleeping and they sleep numbers up, this isn't ranting, it's proper communication He tweaking, he keep bumping gums, that ain't a problem, skip, he can chew with Satan Believe me I'm patient, I too been waiting but I promise, I'll never get too complacent Mask on, I'm trying to get next to you with machete in hand, I'm too adjacent (hmm) Yeah, I see the vision it's clear, I dropped twenty songs, I'm 20 20 for the year I see your shift and it's weird, who gassing you bums, somebody get him into gear Not going back to the slums, and that's on my mom, ain't even looking in the mirror You can keep having your fun, not adding the funds, the end is closer than appears (hmm) I been a joker and my peers, apparently Harley care about your fears The melody matching the melancholy, if you scared then turn that terror into tears Not like top of the charts like top ten, ain't no chart when I'm talking about tiers Like out of your heart like cry a river in the dark and hop off the pier My homie won't interfere, he might as well cheer, I'm breaking the rules Don't really care how I steer, I'm destined for here and he ain't afraid Imma lose I'm living all of your truths, you living a lie, nobody's asking you to prove You cannot walk in my shoes, you walkin in pride, I walk in anywhere I choose (hmm) I'm often off it and confused, these offers awful and my fuse, is getting low I'm finna blow So get a boat for this flow either way Imma cruise I guess I've been paying my dues they paid off so I'm facing the views Let that be a lesson to you, no replays, no requesting reviews... [De Eye E] Paintin' that picture like Bob Ross Gauge to your temple, that sawed off Rappers get battled, they all lost Untamed, uncaged, get mauled on No J. Cole, I don't Fall Off Thought I wouldn't pop, but you thought wrong Lotta y'all rappers wanna blow up (blow up) Well here's what happens when you blow up... Your hip hop turns pop now ya arts a commodity Say you'll get paid and get right where you wanna be Owein' them loans and they keep you with contracting Choosin' your tunes for the viewbots on streaming Rich white dude using you for the revenue Fool don't be cool with that bullshit he tellin' you Ain't from the hood, so you gassin' your past You want a new album? He's tappin' that ass Now you're on top, but your dignity gone Your boss on the same shit that Diddy be on I hopped out the coffin', I'm back from the dead A shock to your noggin', a smack to your head Toy gon' be talkin', my piece name is Ted Number two dude how I fill you with lead All Franklin's, no George's (Jorge!) Textin' at your bitch like "whore hey" (whore hey!) She callin' two friends for the four way (four way!) Brought a lot of guala for the foray (hey!) Pick of the litter like eenie meenie Bitch on my dick look like Sydney Sweeney Hit your chick, she said you're teeny weenie Figured that shit, cause I seen her scheming She on her knees, she a throater... Yankovic dick how I polkhuh... (huh? huh?) (yuh yuh yuh yuh) Profit in the pockets gotta lotta dollar's now Shocked they don't even acknowledge how they copyin' the sound Locked in with the Doc, we drop a bop and then I'm out You dogs gon' get lockjaw how my cock up in your mouth This real shit, you're a storyboard We eatin' beats like a smorgasbord Wanna respond, well the floor is yours That way everybody's bored for sure All us at war and you gon' be a casualty All my dawgs know is pain, vengeance, and savagery Picture you dudes, and its sad to see This painting I got here's a masterpiece
