Line 'Em Up Lyrics

I don't wanna pistol pack

I don't wanna get wrapped up

I don't wanna miss so bad

That I'm gonna quit this rap shit, so fists are up

Ready for combat, give it your best shot

You comin' near me, you getting messed up

I am in effect, Cusa season, yeah, yeah, I'm back

Fact, that's all I gotta do to get your attention

If I'm on the news, I guess you impressed then

Introduce you, can call me the X-Men

Lookin' at you, I can tell you're less than

Sit 'em in a booth, Lincoln, I shot him!

I'ma fuckin' god like Nas, Crook and Rakim!

Possible or not, I make this my top hit

Go killer mode like Putin with rockets (Woah)

I don't wanna sit back down

I am gonna talk my shit

If I'm in a zone, I don't slow down

Doctor Strange in my household now, wow

I am gonna stack a thousand bodies

Terrorist attack on the game with an army

If you gonna stop me, put you in the hot seat

Set you ablaze with a mic and a hot beat!

Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies

Judge jury execution, don't expect apology

You won't get it from me

Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies

Judge jury execution, don't expect apology

You won't get it from me

You won't get it from me

You won't get it from me

You won't get it

You won't get it from me

I'm a lone wolf, Han Solo

Competition is a no show

Intermission 'till the whole show

My ambition, listen, I won't go

Got a lot that's on my mind

Label and people, all of the time

Twitter and YouTube, fuckin' despise

Bitter and youthful, not a surprise

Talk about throwin' away this shit

I couldn't ever, I'm bazin', bitch

I woulda put up with all of the struggle

And trouble, I won't fuckin' quit (Damn right)

Tell me right now, what in the fuck is the sound

I see on social? The people are talkin' 'bout rappers

Who don't even sell ten thou, how

In the fuck am I underrated?

I don't even get played today

Make a fuckin' plan with the scraps I have

Drop a tape, innovate in a cracked out lab

It's a break in man, I'ma swipe your streams

And I exit, leave in a full heartbeat

In effect is me, I'ma take my pay

In a wreck you be if you come my way

Better pray, bitch

Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies

Judge jury execution, don't expect apology

You won't get it from me

Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies

Judge jury execution, don't expect apology

You won't get it from me

You won't get it from me

You won't get it from me

You won't get it

You won't get it from me