A GODDAMN HIT! (BET ON MY LIFE)

Lyrics

[Intro] With a flow and a foe's sign I can take control of a troll's mind If you don't wanna be broke with a multi-million sold Then you don't sign [Hook] Not competitive Better when I get hold of why I was ever so set on this goal, I'd bet on my life [Verse 1] Life fades and the clock ticks I've been livin' way too cautious, I'm off this And I can show from this hole that I'm heartless I'm not scared put the toxic where the cross sits [Hook] Not competitive Better when I get hold of why I was ever so set on this goal, I'd bet on my life (If you don't mind) [Verse 2] I'm the sacrifice so rapper's lives are born again, after christ They claim hell's for the blasphemites If that's precise, give me my own after life Put a laugh track over tracks you write People don't react to it right If I son you ain't no patricide happenin' tonight Better think faster than light (If you don't mind) Back to the fight Act for the likes, ego on a plaque with ya pride Black or it's white I see the compassion you hide Whether you pick sides or you sat to side And we don't get shit done cause you said Actually what have you said, that has you lead To think, on some level you were Malcolm X Man, nobody's plotting out your death, cause you ain't a threat (If you don't mind) With no soul, better hope 5 minutes go slow, or you froze time But you're gonna be alone and you won't find even one soul on this globe when it goes quiet [Hook] Not competitive Better when I get hold of why I was ever so set on this goal, I'd bet on my life [Verse 3] Go and cu- me off Cause you couldn't hear the truth if it's from these thoughts All you sanctified thankin' that I must be stopped The only line you ever put your life on is a desktop [Hook] So let's not get com- -petitive, better when I get hold of why I was ever so set on this goal, I'd bet on my life (If you don't mind) [Verse 4] Take your track and delete it Cause you don't have to rap, like you actually mean it My head was in the stratus, the atmos, the Xenith If the ceilin' was the grass, still your ass couldn't reach it Yo we go from the atlas to mappin' the reach of The infinite galactic, we're massive, believe it Not a cult leader, I'm a soul feeder with the quotes And they joke we don't fit the mold (If you don't mind) Freedom is a hoax, so we don't even give em hope Leaders of our own, if you don't see the vision, oh, we already know! (know, know) And if you're deprivated Overcompensate and be best, don't fake it This just ain't fun like it used to be I put through with my own abuse to me And if I don't make a goddamn hit I'll murder your top 10 list, to make room for me (If you don't mind) [Outro] [?] just comes in and it goes crazy