Tryna survive as I get high,
feeling like poppin'
96 and 95,
if they murdered me they better look me in my eyes
Not in my sleep,
they fantasize about my death,
but in the woods
I'm still breathing,
they don't want beef,
they send vegans
These clowns thinking they the man,
taking selfies with they boys
Strapping,
posting them on Instagram,
where I'm from
Dry snitchin',
will get you wet up,
let up,
off all that dumb * before you end up
It's some deep * with your faction,
I want some action,
you buzzards acting underrated like Banks or MC8
You should know around,
Saitans always get some dank,
at least an ounce a day,
I just hit my plug up and let them know I'm on the way
You the type to buy fake,
clean up your boys *,
and act like your ass is really high off it
You just a dumb motherfucker,
let me get some fun,
motherfucker you ain't right
Rappers went for some of the dope,
now they getting hype,
all they want's to play,
I was raised by dealers and thugs
I come from hell,
where there ain't no love,
so the shrugs are given to the whole clique
So I'm what's on this where the focus is,
before every show I do,
I'll be in the green room
Off the low pack with a shorty or two, or a few
Yeah,
Jada Ravis, look,
microphone check,
it's the MC8 up,
rhymes be tighter than a wife beat up
Yeah,
I'm not selling my kids,
you think that he wants it raw,
wrecking beats up the same time stimulating your neurons
Some thought he was iller than me,
until I decreased his pride and dignity,
I went to the top like that's a motherfucker trying to turn up
I started spitting in him just like some turn ups,
lyrical cannibalism,
I am rapper Subahu,
check verbally what they ask for,
it's like Blue King or Bruce Lee
Cause many know I don't play games on me,
chances through the end of the game,
here to teach y'all what these flames,
these clowns,
they confusing me,
specifies
It's up,
gonna send a gig,
clips in front of his mother's,
I stay up with dogs,
going hard while these mugs be fronting like Rosa Parks