[Intro]
Oh this a horror movie for real
(Uhh)
It’s the third time around
Quite charming
No need for prayer
(Lets go...Check!)

[Verse]
Don’t pray and kneel Chance for my prey is nil
Im just tryna Live another day to kill
Ask the internet am I aging well cause I'm older than Aol 
And I still Aim messages at the beta males 

Well, moment of silence For the dedicated wordsmith
Who rocked the house, met defeat then Became hermits
I learned thru the virtue of shrewd observation
You lose concentration I gain Smooth operation

So don’t become a point that I un-prove
They won’t move on my grid if I adjust rules
It's all Sun Tsu practice Verbal kung-fu back kicks
Though I run thru madness out of love grew magic

Self certified delivered in perfect time constraints 
In each journal lies a blade that'll circumcise the brain 
Debo know that y'all be talkin’ garbage in your hide away
Behind his face... when he ride away
but just know that your bike is safe

Crash dummies give Jesus the wheel right away 
See we don’t drive the same
Cold day if I engage in any sorts of religious fuckery
I am the God that you look up to see

The universe inverted sittin comfortably
Hovering above and swooping underneath
Summon me I take a form they love to see
Exotic shrubbery, designer dungarees
a pair of rare 23s
Exorcist, suddenly they head'll twist

720 degrees but They thinking I'm possessed
cause everything I spit up is green And Ugly
Don’t believe another MC could punch with me
With that stubby reach on them clubby beats
You Butterbeans couldn’t touch Ali

Come for me I want elites
Thats luxury meat absent the cutlery
Ima eat til my gums are weak
Pickin em out. my fuckin teeth
Washing em' down with bubbly
As soon as I confront the beef
Now we supposed to be brotherly

Fuck it I’m on some gun to cheek Run it G
Kane and I want my double cheese
Pardon the redundancy it’s the movie buff in me
I move like Doughboy in his bloody jeans
While his brother bleeds
You just Tre hitting the air with a 20 pc

I’m from the belly of this rap shit
Let me be sincere u all Buns to me
I know no fuckin Quiana bitch what u mean
I’m a fuckin genius watch this liquid sword cut em deep
Scream sooo! swing thru Sting you like 100 bees

Hunting spree just to be sucker free
Kill time make me feel fine like summer breeze
Confident I trudge through the muck n mire humbly
Had to do a sequel to the sequel Death come in threes
come in threes
(Three)
come in threes
(Three... Lets Go)

[Hook] x 3
Hear the moment laughs become screams (MUCK N MIRE)
The blindfolded fear the unseen (MUCK N MIRE)
The un-thought of now becomes dreams
Dreams become nightmarish things roaming free through the
(MUCK N MIRE)