HE WHO WEARS HIS HEART ON HIS SLEEVE Lyrics

How many motherfucking times must I iterate that I'm really great? 

Initiate skillfully, bitch, this ain't a silly game 

Raps done willfully, clearly I really came

With the wrath to illustrate  

My fantastic penmanship

Pen and pad, I lend a grip to the craft 

I benefit, when you crash, I'm credited

With the brash adrenaline 

Bastard, forever tense 

A drastic measure to go surpass my enemies 

Kiss my ass, Human Centipede 

Do the math, add two and two together 

I'm moody when I get up

Bitch, I will never let up 

Got a lot to prove, I'm better when I cop a groove 

I sever dudes and plot my next move 

You can never check us, my chess moves 

Preface my next tune 

Eat beats like it's fresh food 

Don't sleep, bitch you slept through

While I stream like a test tube 

Take two, you're too fucking fake dude 

For me to ever take you serious  

Steering what you're hearing 

I record 'till delirious 

Por favor, no silly shit 

Forge a new rhythm with the force

Feeling frigid, no remorse 

Fresh to death

Take the writtens to the morgue 

This is a holy war

Conflicted, strict commitment, never restricted my lonely core, of course  

Coffin shopping when I'm out of options 

Anticipating my corpse 

I've been locked in, living in a locked den 

I won't ever stop until I'm in everyone's top ten 

Tip the scales, hop  

Plot thickens, drop 

Off the top, spitting stale as bread that's sitting, you forgot 

Figure that I'll bring this in 

Don't quiver, don't be shocked 

Figuratively speaking

Pull the trigger 'till I pop off 

Truth can't be erased 

Like all the scars can't be washed off 

Life is hard 

Shout out to my dick  

You should all hop off 

I've been locked in, living in a locked den 

I won't ever stop until 

I'm in everyone's top ten 

Tip the scales, hop  

Plot thickens, drop 

Off the top, spitting stale as bread that's sitting, you forgot 

Figure that I'll bring this in 

Don't quiver, don't be shocked 

Figuratively speaking

Pull the trigger 'till I pop off 

Truth can't be erased 

Like all the scars can't be washed off 

Life is hard 

Shout out to my dick  

You should all hop off 

Who the fuck are you to poke and bust my chops? 

Hold up another shot 

Flows are oven hot 

Let me load up another glock of hopes 

To get all of my rocks off 

And then I will top off

The prose that I dropped off 

Like a pro, bound to pop off 

Pick pocket a knock off

A chip off the block, blow both your socks off 

Beyond lost 

Do i even have soul? Like Ab Soul 

Guess I will never be Top Dawg 

It takes time to blow

So I'll take it slow like a Crock Pot

Cannot I stop? fuck a stopwatch 

Shit you not, I just do this shit nonstop 

Heart on my sleeve, but I'm not a heart throb 

Hard to believe, my heart hasn't stopped already 

I opt to levy the proper functions  

I'm often petty

Can't stop my hunger, Hip hop's my supper 

You broads get buttered 

I prosper under worth

And stick to the words like a chronic stutter   

S-s-s-simple as p's and q's 

You too simple to see truth 

Not on evening news 

Shunned from sheep to view 

To summon sneak peaks

'Till it's leaked from the others 

Sweep clutter 

Deep under deceit and each lover 

Mean mugger meek eat the crumbs from the rich 

Take a seat youngn 

Beat bumping

Take a lease out on a dream to be something 

And carve out the scene like some Halloween pumpkins

I've been locked in, living in a locked den 

I won't ever stop until 

I'm in everyone's top ten 

Tip the scales, hop  

Plot thickens, drop 

Off the top, spitting stale as bread that's sitting, you forgot 

Figure that I'll bring this in 

Don't quiver, don't be shocked 

Figuratively speaking

Pull the trigger 'till I pop off 

Truth can't be erased 

Like all the scars can't be washed off 

Life is hard 

Shout out to my dick  

You should all hop off 

Hop off, hop off, hop off my dick 

Hop off, hop off, hop off my dick 

Hop off, hop off, hop off (Hop off, hop off)