G.U.T.S

I'm a problem to problems like Maguire to Man United

They come for me in one way and I watch them leave divided

Tryna talk against his body, shut your trap up please be guided

I'm not mean, I'm a whole mode you'd never find me average

Unbelievers cannot get the point even when we point it out

I'm keeping the word on my lips so when I speak then it's a wrap (rap)

Music like the earthquake my punchlines the aftershock

So you win some, lose some, I win all, lose none

Carnal brethren be like all flesh and no spirit

Zombies walking dead cadavars, they can't even feel it

I made, my hunger hungry when I stopped feeding it fear

Very Stubborn with my goals is the kind of faith I rear