Sinister (feat. Lil Wayne)

Yeah, alright, my flow sinister

This ain't rap music, this straight literature

Small-minded ****, all your ideas miniature

They tend to hate on you when they can't get rid of ya

I ain't going nowhere, twenty year career minimum

Call Hit-Boy for beats, ask for ten of 'em

I don't follow trends, my ****, I swing the pendulum

If the bitch bag a dipshit, I'm gon' give her some

Let's reflect times, I try to collect minds from complex rhymes

And, by the way, shoutout Tech N9ne, uh

Go and shut the fuck up, just let me talk, **** (Shut the fuck up)

I'm a time bomb that's waiting to go off, ****

Quitе nuclear, amazing what fame can do to ya

Too peculiar, although I'm truly a Rеnaissance starter

My mind divine, this shit take me a lot farther

Growing up, shit, I really had beef with my father

But why bother explaining my feelings?

Try harder but either way, they gon' paint you the villain

Eight months with no phone, dawg, we aiming for brilliance

Hi-Level maintain in the building, ****, we making a killing

Alright, my flow sinister

This ain't rap music, this straight literature

Small-minded ****, all your ideas miniature

They tend to hate on you when they can't get rid of ya

A wise man told me that silence never betrayed him

Keep your mouth shut 'cause **** got ultimatums (Yeah)

Stupid situations, the tongue often creates 'em (Yeah)

The motor mouth **** is usually causing mayhem

Lil' Tune, flow sinister, I'ma finish ya

Many men gon' need ministers, I made men of them

Enemies, I'm the enema, I'ma shit on them

Just like my keys, drop my genitals on her dental work

My thoughts I keep confidential, it's consequential

Philosophies unidentical, I'm not into ya

My Siamese brother Benjamin, that's how I stick to him

These diamond Bs all VVs, I call 'em Vivica

Skatin' underneath a bridge, stay hustling as it is

Make money, feed the kids, ain't nothing in the fridge

Wake up, repeat the sins, eight blunts, I needed ten

Stay muddy till the lid, eight hundred, eat a dick

Yeah, alright, my flow sinister (Yeah)

This ain't rap music, this straight literature (Mula)

Small-minded ****, all your ideas miniature (Yeah)

They tend to hate on you when they can't get rid of ya

I ain't going nowhere, twenty year career minimum

Call Hit-Boy for beats, ask for ten of 'em

I don't follow trends, my ****, I swing the pendulum

If the bitch bag a dipshit, I'm gon' give her some

Yeah, alright, my flow sinister

Yeah, alright, my flow sinister

Huh, yeah, alright, my flow sinister

Never lied in my rhymes, you can go ask Jennifer

That's my mom's name, I create and find change

My mind frame ensures that forever I reign, motherfucker