[Verse 1: Zerk]
Open your mind up and give me some credit
Y'all are not shit to me, you are just gonna be history when I get in this I bet it
History as in you won't even be but a memory, head'll be shredded like lettuce
And I'm gonna spread like a big epidemic, your ligaments tendons I rip 'em and shred 'em
I get in your skin and I fill it with venom and droppin' you at a hospital or medic
You're not on my level, I been schizophrenic, I send you to Hell or I send you to Hеaven
I slide a knife right down thе middle like you're an attendant who askin' me credit or debit
But I don't got either instead I'm a menace, my predicates enter, my sentences ended
Been in a city where living is shitty and I just been trying to leave and I can't
I think I might be in a trance, do any you really believe in a chance
Starting to think that I'm gonna be stuck here until I'm a senior and peeing my pants
Why can't I ever be reaching my plans, I got everything that I need to advance
You take an immediate glance and see me I'm out of this atmosphere
I want a new studio wrapped in linen so this ain't the only thing rapped in here
Not talkin' the fabric here and not even John, they're callin' me Vladimir
I'm leavin' your tibia stickin' up out of your head like a TV with rabbit ears
Zerk, why are you actin' weird, I'm startin' to have these fears about you
I can't even be around you, but I just don't want to leave without you
You're drinkin' up beers around you, blockin' out peers and hearing sounds too
I think that I've lost you 'cause I don't see you but looks in the mirror and found you
It's you that I'm reachin' out to
Wait, who the fuck is this?
I'm in a room with just a switch creating a moon and sun eclipse
Hearin' humans under it, and I'm trying to sleep forgetting the sounds
5:45 and I'm havin' a vision of what's gonna happen a minute from now
[Verse 2: Kris Paul]
Uh-Huh, I ain't expecting no credit got so many letters collectin'
Collection collectors be trying to heckle and pest so I write 'em a check for a cent
Then I take a big shit and I wipe my ass wit it and send it
I guess they weren't gettin' the message, I don't give a shit but I do
Chillin' with Adams like I'm Uncle Fester, you lookin' confused
You don't wanna lose, don't do what I do
Whatever it is, I'm better at it, prolly why I ain't got no friends
'Cause nobody likes to be second best but
I ain't gon' let 'em win, just so they don't get pissed
I tell 'em to suck my dick but they'd prolly jump at the chance
They know I won't top 'em at that
Then I rip out two of my ribs and deepthroat myself, I'm sick
I stick all my fingers up in my ass, now that's the extra ten that you didn't give, huh
Movin' on, are we talking ghosts, is that why you wanted me on this track
'Cause I float around in another realm? Yeah
That's what it is, it's gotta be. Yeah I am a star obviously
Now they believe in astrology, chop you fuckas to pieces
It'd be a feast for Harmony, unleash the dog in me, if there's beef believe I'm gonna eat
Until my teeth are startin' to bleed, feed is pushin' feces out of me
You're writin' what rhymes, I'm rhyming what's right, you're trying to find what isn't in sight
I'm a fuckin' ghost, I already died, that's why you can't see me
Yo this was supposed to be a feature, now turn your verse to an introduction mothafucka
And I came to your house to record it, so I could remind you who's the dopest
That being said, I do like your confidence but only 'cause you're my friend
[Verse 3: Zerk]
Yeah but I'm holdin' onto my pen and I'm in the zone and I'm gonna win
Already been focused on every goal to sit on my throne and never again
Will I ever be broke, I'm livin' this moment, I just been openin' up to vent
I'm out of control I've written these poems and lettin' 'em go 'til everyone's dead
This shit's eruptin', if that was an introduction then it was all a build up for this
And I got a bone to pick and I'm pissed, I'm livin' alone up in the abyss
Because I'm already the dopest, already the coldest, arteries bloated, started convulsing
Heart is exploding, art and emotion, no one's fuckin' with this
I just been overlookin' the ledge, think' of jumpin'
Thinkin' of somethin' I want a rush and is it the throat or is it the wrist
I don't want to go. Will anyone notice? What if they don't 'cause I don't exist
I'm puttin' my soul in every flow 'cause I been a ghost and I want to live
