01 PROFIT
작사 : 디임 (DEEM)
작곡 : Sugar D.
편곡 : Sugar D.
Had enough with your bullshit
Make a way, newbies
Cut autotune shit
MC's my cuisine
I'm runnin' outta ammo shootin' their music
Better get a job nine-to-five, move bitch
Wait, wait, wait, I was just playin', that was obvious
Get back to your place when I address as I need some audience
Hail to me like Hydra 'fore I might drop it hot, yeah, pipe bomb
Karma's a bitch, that's why I fucked that slut, cummed inside of her
I'm ready, not 765 ladies, to pull the trigger to babies babblin', lack of basics
Trippin' on acid, bein' depressive, super-manic, sudden panic attack, dead end
I ain't no ferry, but I'm shippin' you and your tragic endin'
Demented criminal 'cause when a K-boy does Grime, it's a K-rime
Step back K-rap baes, I'ma shine in my permanent prime
5'9" shit on my mind, butcherin' enemies in slaughterhouse
On top of the pyramid, they crowned me the pharaoh
'Bout to be Nero, burn down the city, I ain't no hero
Y'all gotta move, motherfuckers, it's a coup
Just coop up in your stu 'till the mood is settled
Bulletproof I'm wearin', fuck all your shoots
Loop the beat 'cause I'm back on my bull, let me do the rodeo
Turn the audio back on, soon I'ma take off
Next (Profit)
I'm fuckin' 'em hatata-batata moronic mumblers (Profit)
Wrap 'em up, dump the body bags under the reservoir (Profit)
In the midst of filmin' X-rated "Undercover Boss" (Profit)
You know this, lil' bitch
(Profit) I look down, POV
Footjob as I stomp these masochists in the nutsack, burst it
No mercy given when I bust the action
Naysayers better suck a D
Lynchin' enemies next to me, that's why nobody wanna follow after my versus
I'm that type of beast that is tamed to be gentle, well-mannered, benevolent except when I'm mad as a hatter
You will never face a savage as terrific as UNDER D-O-X, baddest fella in the game
Simultaneously aggressive, psychopathic yet I be rappin' steadily, you dare to test me?
Problematic kid since the very young age
Y'all motherfuckers like Oedipus
I'm already Zeus on the God's level
Protest me? You'll see the Olympus
So show me juice or y'all gotta move, said Joyner Lucas
Nothin' but buncha putas
убить себя, сука
I am omniscient like Buddha when it comes to rhymes
In the state of nirvana, Kurt Cobain
Spittin' fye, flow volcanic, pyroclastic, Pompeii
Money in the bank, I topple ladders and my competitors broke-ass
Think I'ma care? Hah, fuck that
'Fore I go for your collarbone, bitch-
Y'all gotta move, motherfuckers, it's a coup
Just coop up in your stu 'till the mood is settled
Bulletproof I'm wearin', fuck all your shoots
Loop the beat 'cause I'm back on my bull, let me do the rodeo
Turn the audio back on, soon I'ma take off
Next (Profit)
I'm fuckin' 'em hatata-batata moronic mumblers (Profit)
Wrap 'em up, dump the body bags under the reservoir (Profit)
In the midst of filmin' X-rated "Undercover Boss" (Profit)
You know this, lil' bitch