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Beat 1: He’s a Mental Giant
He's a mental giant
He's a mental giant
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
He's a mental giant
He's a mental giant
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I'm a mental giant
Get eviscerated when my thoughts emerge
They finna die, I'm scrapin' the sky orchestratin' a genocide
They say Asa is life on a verse, they are right per se 'cause if guys face me then I'm hard to serve
Aimin' to be greatest, I play games
I can take your ass and simmer, bake it and may flay it, getting crazier, better pray, it's in Jake's nature (Chyeah!)
To make bangers (Chyeah!)
To vacate the place when they get you sprayed and you may think you're (Chyeah!)
Safe, wait, just... (Chyeah!)
A day later
Betray someone and then I'ma shank them in the face
They gonna be thinkin' of me and Satan, his name's Asa
Women are 'boutta be takin' me down, but I'm fine
Ain't got a body, I'm takin' 'em out one at a time
You makin' economy, sayin' "I'll tone down the rhyme"
My brain an amalgamation of ominous lines!
You ain't gonna bother me
Give me the crown or
I'm breakin' it down
While I'm makin' the sound
I'ma be sprayin' a round
On you facin' the ground
Like you makin' a song
With the greatest around
I mean, Asa about'a be taking 'em out
With the N9ne!
You too committed, we monogamous wit' this
Simple artists get hit up wit' the Glock and we not gon' miss wit' this
Speakin' of simple artists like I'm talkin' 'bout a stick figure
'Cause when I draw heads, they get bodied wit' the stick
Bridge
And you can call this shit Sriracha 'cause it's hotter than it gets
Beat 2: Sriracha
My choppers start to spit as soon as y'all gon' hear the click
Think I'm a chopper when I start to spit, then y'all should hear the click
We release fire, and you die
Add a comma to that shit
And watch the meaning flip
You will not be ready for this
I'm 'bout to topple 'em talkin' and make a dick TikTokin' ticked off, we gon' get this shit hot
We steppin' to this
I'm gonna bring a tosh, when I'm in the tiff
I'm a timebomb
And you hear a tick-tock
You're a Tom and that made me tick, I'ma trip, Tom MacDonald be gettin' hit
Bridge 2
I'm gonna run up on 'em and it's goin' to get lethal
Never gonna be able to tango wit' the reaper
Killin' 'em, 'cause I'm regal
Willin’ in a meet
Cause I defeat
When your effete
Crew in a feat
I'm never gon' feat' you
Beat 3: Disparagement
And they we’re correct when they said "I'm evil"
Said I'm totally demon in my cerebral
Want it wit' me? I'm goin' to squeeze on the Desert Eagle
See I'ma seek to open up people like therapy do!
Like C-B-T we should eat the T-Nine
Defeat the Fleece, tell enemies to be tryin'
To bring the Fleece to CDs ?to decline?
You're repeatedly pennin' the frees in our free time
Ugh!
So we meet again
You avoided me? Be forced to meet your end
Go to a scarp as steep as forty feet and then
Take a forward leap, it's forward thinkin' then
When performin’ schemes, you're egregious than?
Her recorded speech about the social order
Needed to be restorn and sexually dimorphic features
Boring me 'bout Jordan Peterson
What I've recommended to people is clean up your room
When they misdeployed
I point it at bitches
How I MISS tha POINT
From cordial ta vicious
Sick as [?]
Ya boy known to kill shit
When I am annoyed
I can come wit’ concepts
You can get destroyed
Via my double-entendres
Or any simple joint
In a fuckin' contest
Everyone’ll call this
Motherfucker complex
Sigmund Freud, I don't
Bridge 3
Wanna be rappin' 'bout gats I don't have, I don't grip the thing
I come wit' the axe, I'll be slashin' after I'm finna swing
It was a ?neck-gag? when I'm at you ain't chattin' in Twitter-feeds
I come to your address
Beat 4: Like I Ain't
Like I ain't never gonna be bitch-made
I'ma let you have it like it was an exchange
You came and went in days, get defamed
This fame, I can sustain it
Wit' sick stains, yeah!
I am not all alright
Bouta suicide
Blue lives matter
Italics; I am the crooked type
Guys actin' pussy like nine lives
I call my .9 Life, it might flash in front your eyes
[?] stack it to heights too high for you to try fathom matchin’
Blown Nine, [?] wouldn't mind
I'd have dough left, ironic I got my money right
I will be grippin’ a beat, proper
You’re mimickin' me
Copyin' my image and think ya
Eminem, we off ya
When I say "I'ma be trippin’” I mean
I'ma be sippin' on the [?]`
While grippin' on the chopper
I'm willin' to beat
Anybody iller than me; Nada
I'm willin' to bring
Amityville on a beat
Then I'monna kill if he cappin'
Him and- Kennedy really gon' be partners
You don't want it with me, keep a TEC under the fleece
What does that mean?
I'm tryna put Tech onto the Fleece, bitch!
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