Disaster Lyrics

So i'm feeling very refined

Polished like my rhymes

Got the g in me

But i ain't done no crimes

Bitches give me brain

Now i got like three minds

You got some fucking pimples

On your forehead bitch

I got my fucking third eye

Higher than the birds eye

I'm feeling like a bastard

She saying that im the father

Bitch I ain't no fucking pastor

Rolling down the street

Feeling like a caster

Hurricane ca the forecaster

I bring the disaster

I got the bars that make you

Wanna stop rapping

When i hop on the beat

You know i am snapping

You know i got talent

Legendary status

You can't rap like me

It takes practice

Counting streams like Mathematics

All these bitches so dramatic

Cause I can't seem to balance

All my priorities damn it

Why they always gotta

Be so difficult

Then they losing feelings

They get clinical

Then she talking down on me

Why you gotta be cynical

Fuck them bitches they

Do it just for the dinero

No discussion on who's the best

Feeling like a hero but no s

On my chest bitch

Yeah we back again

Yeah i finna snap again

Bars punching you right

In your fucking abdomen

Pulling out the gat makes

You less masculine

Put your fists up

And see what your up against

Feeling like i am the best

No contest

I never rest

I been a mess

But i digress

Making moves

Like im playing chess

She giving me top

But i ain't at my crest

I'm a person you can't test

Producing every track

Mixing and mastering everything

Feeling like im russ

I'm my own boss

I got no cost

Because im keeping every

Penny i make

This industry is shady

It's all filled with fakes

White people in offices

Thinking they can dictate

Your contract

And get fifty percent

Of what you make

Yeah im doing all of this

Independent

Man fuck all of you peasants

I ain't pretending

Man who you telling

I put my everything in this

Shit I'm feeling drained

Rap trash but im

Carrying it like a game

I'm the devil in this rap shit

In hells kitchen im cooking

It up definition of bad shit

Huh yeah

I'm goku you fuckers is krillin

I'm extraordinary look at all of

This Venom im spitting

I'm so aggressive

Why these bitches

So possessive

Why they so offensive

When i'm being defensive

It makes no sense

But that ain't the topic

You say you're popping

But you shopping at hot topic

When i'm in the studio

My ego bigger than my dick

I feel ill im sick i need an advil

Making music for my fam

So i can get some cash

And say goodbye to the past

And move far away

And make my momma proud

Two years imma be

Worldwide all around