Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marqus Clae
Marqus Clae
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marqus Richard
Marqus Richard
Composer
Ernest Clark
Ernest Clark
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flarenation
Flarenation
Producer
Razor Sharp Dre
Razor Sharp Dre
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Dr. Anonymous
Dr. Anonymous
Producer

Lyrics

Take a look and cut the fucking lights on
I bite like python
Son of Poseidon, Trident
Strike like lightning, and give light like sun
And sometimes I don’t write like Shawn... Carter
Plus I’m way smarter than an eighth grade scholar with straight A’s, on his way to a grade A college
Why don’t you acknowledge my hauling of knowledge
I asked them **** who was better, all I heard was silence
Verbal AK’s were sprayed all you heard was sirens
While I’m chiefin' in the backseat, happy that my attack reached
Laughing like, "Come get at me"
I’m sharper than cracked teeth
They fuck with me back east
My mama a black queen
My step daddy is a PCP dust smoker
I used to see him slumped over, boy was fucked over
You think that I'ma be victim? Got me fucked over
How many steps I am to success, one closer
I mean c'mon man, this shit ain’t blatant enough for you **** or what? Yeah
All about the fucking money stuff it in glad bags
I’m the shit, excuse me if I rudely had passed gas
Southside Houston, Texas, **** in black masks
They tryna send a bomb through your hood like Baghdad
Damn it’s facts though, greet me as the rap Fidel Castro, with cash flow out the asshole
I feel like parliament, uh
Don’t need no doobies in my funk I need the rawest shit, uh
Fresh out the dark I was born to spar with the hardest pit out the kennel
Dig out ya dental, leave ya shit dissembled for incidentals
Fuck a instrumental
This is deeper than rap
My **** knee deep in the trap with street sweepers and macs
The beat reaper is back for revenge like the candy man
I avalanche roll over ****, the ambulance couldn’t fix em
I’m hammer dancing on victims with bands in hand
Your bitch think I’m a handsome man I’m smooth as dapper Dan, uh
Just gimme a minute bitch and watch me lock the game like penitentiary premises
Big Sparta, it’s imminent
Bitch
Written by: Ernest Clark, Marqus Richard
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out