Can’t Escape

Lyrics

[Intro: Sean Strange] Yeah, yeah Right now, I'm in Switzerland, what? Going back to New York, huh? And then, I'ma come to Canada! Sean Michael! [Verse 1: Sean Strange] Yo! I'll bar for bar with any rapper claimin' they king You holler gun talk but then can't even aim with the thing You think I care about a Young Thug, a new Drake and Future album? I'd rather OD and die from eatin' too much Valium What would you do without him? Never know until he leave And now I'm mournin' you, crackin' a Dutch open to fill with weed I feel the need to be blunt about everything rap I'm here to make a contribution, I'd bring anything back And when you think fact, you picturin' Sean My vision live on, livin' good, ain't givin' a mom You're wishin' upon a million other people in one lane Fuck fame! I do it independent, you complain You think a record deal will drop in your lap? Then put the barrel to your head after you cockin' it back Man, everyone a critic with an opinion and feedback I hit you with a punch harder than Creed pack, believe that [Chorus: Swifty McVay] They know when the hood's cold outside 'Cause they the little dog in these streets They all fall back! 'Cause I'm insane, homie, I keep that K on me And I'ma spray on 'em, Satan will be waitin' on 'em 'Cause fake rappers wanna hurt my pride But they keep they ass away from me And this is a fact! You can't escape from me It's a mistake runnin', we here to take money, snatch your soul away from me [Verse 2: Raw B Snatch] I'm here to crush these homos who keep killin' rap I'm equal to a grizzly bear silverback Snatch kids and do 'em raw, never filter that My team slaughterin' rhymes, I'm where the killers at You ain't sayin' nada, cut the chitter chat A lot of rappers caca, you can find 'em where the shitters at Runnin' straight to home plate, yeah, I'm where the hitters at Find me with the winners, son, you standin' where the quitters at They tried to steal the game, we made 'em give it back They got cut from the league 'cause their shit is whack I roam around the streets when the sky is black Not givin' a fuck, I got a violent past I'm raps fresh breath of air, man It's an invasion like Russia and the Ukraine I'm on top like a toupee, wreakin' havoc on the world, doomsday [Chorus: Swifty McVay] They know when the hood's cold outside 'Cause they the little dog in these streets They all fall back! 'Cause I'm insane, homie, I keep that K on me And I'ma spray on 'em, Satan will be waitin' on 'em 'Cause fake rappers wanna hurt my pride But they keep they ass away from me And this is a fact! You can't escape from me It's a mistake runnin', we here to take money, snatch your soul away from me [Verse 3: Sentury Status] I'll beat you dizzy with tongue twisters that blow whizzers Vicious frostbite, cold lyrics, and snow blizzards My skin's thick like alligators and grown lizards Choppin' beats up like this, rockin' gold scissors I'm 'bout to pop droppin' Mentos in the Coke fizzes Droppin' mental, tappin' temple, this is flow fitness There's no gimmicks and no trends to go mimic It's raw talent on wax, mystical, no limit Come test me, you can land your ass in a clinic Eyes swollen shut purple like the color of Grimace Y'all don't want to pass the line of scrimmage, you're timid I'm a Mac i7 runnin' one hundred percentage I'll scare your ass to death, bitch, just to have your soul witness Ice hard liquid nitrogen it's frozen in Bright spirit, I can really feel the gold in it Good and bad in my life but I'm ownin' it [Chorus: Swifty McVay] They know when the hood's cold outside 'Cause they the little dog in these streets They all fall back! 'Cause I'm insane, homie, I keep that K on me And I'ma spray on 'em, Satan will be waitin' on 'em 'Cause fake rappers wanna hurt my pride But they keep they ass away from me And this is a fact! You can't escape from me It's a mistake runnin', we here to take money, snatch your soul away from me