作词 : GAWNE 作曲 : GAWNE All my life premeditated My motive was never stated Just know that I'm dedicated Algebraic, keep cool and calculated You fools get checkmated when I move like a chess player Nowadays, them "woke" folks gon' expose ya' They cancel you for the culture One hashtag and it's over Ya'll lived your life just to be liked and it's sad The likes of which will post a pic And count up likes on the 'Gram Damn Used to get slept on daily But I still kept on Sxxt's not really finna be okay after we go crazy Bxxch,we the G-O-A-T's E'rybody keep on hating Til' they see me get famous Then switch teams like KD It's cockamamie how they've stopped complaining Fairweather when it blow Where'd the real ones go? Then again I guess I never really get offended When up on the internet, you get the trolls I just wanna let 'em know That I'm about to spitfire Never misfire, I'm the Messiah Finna stoke the flames Like a Boeing plane to a twin tower I don't really think it's gonna be too ****in' difficult To kill a flow 'cause every time I work up in the studio I spit it like a missile then obliterate another one of the critics Who was thinkin' I wasn't gonna be the only one to win it Though a minimal amount I wanna spit in is the equivalent To what I'm gonna do When I get up and do the ****in' inner workings of Illuminati I don't really got a human body And you're never gonna make it to the pinnacle I swear to god I'm never gonna quit it Til' I make a fxxkin' livin' even then I gotta elevate I'll never slow momentum,I disintegrate Anyone who was thinkin' I wasn't gonna be the head of state I penetrated into the game like an examination Been a menace, yeah, but then again never been a friend of an enemy I'd rather be adamantly found dead in the Chesapeake When I be enterin' the level of Rap God, I'm heavenly So now what? What to do? I don't even know really where to go How come? Every time I get up on a track you motherfxxkers gettin' outgunned 'Bout time I get my respect For the sweats tears and now blood So that one day I'll be Rushmore When they put me on top of that mountain Yo, I'm not a god no I'm the Diablo Everyone hates me They say I'm malo But maybe tomorrow I'll rise from my shadow I guess in the end though None of it mattered So I'll never be sorry You're 'bout to witness what hell feels like I can literally hear the sweat leavin' your pores when I held the mic Not pasta, but the chopper "BLAKKA" Then give you some shells to bite Then watch all lie quick Like when you home late and must tell your wife And I'm thicker then, I sell your light Watch me shine on 'em (DING!) I'm a perv ain't mad 'cause I grind on 'em (DING!) Want parts? Then I put another line on 'em Say it fast, celebratin' the rha-ma-da-in (Ramadan) In hotels, so I don't respond to them Wait what was I sayin'? I'm ponderin Voorhees, I could pull up in the pond you're in And leave your soul haunted like The Conjuring I was never perfect, I'm a sinner Heart is colder than a blizzard in the winter of December Wouldn't go against 'em friendly But I'm ready to dismember who you thinkin' is the winner Treat 'em like I'm a beginner Like a quarterback you need to know, in fact, I been a stealer And I'm swipin' everybody like my standards low on Tinder I'ma go attack you little hoes that rap You're never sicker Like I told the bxxch that bit her I mean bite her, but you're bitter That I'm brighter, meaning that I'm lighter Meaning that I'm lighter, I'm producing fire They be throwin' shade at my head like a visor I be straight up with the drip, no geyser But you guys are, liars Keep sayin' that you woke but you slept on me twice Retired is what you should be Only time you fire is hitting a D- -Ablo, and I know I'm not a god Yo, I'm not a god no I'm the Diablo Everyone hates me They say I'm malo But maybe tomorrow I'll rise from my shadow I guess in the end though None of it mattered So I'll never be sorry Finally comin' up and man I know the fans love it The money from the merch is hangin' out my damn luggage I gotta take a break, swear to god I can't stomach All these instrumentals bustin' outta my abdomen Man run it No wonder when I drop they get mad dramatic I watch 'em flip over the bars they ain't acrobatic They say they comin' for my spot like they have the talent I tell 'em that's a long shot, fxxk a panoramic Talkin' to God, I fiend to release my demons It's YPG, the most lethal team in the region If you rappers are my sons, I need to increase the beatings Either that or stop schemin', and leave my sxxen in cxxavage Ya'll focused on school, I'm observin' the business My concern was with spitting, never learnin' division 'Cause I don't plan to split cash, I split words with precision Til' my music on the streets like them dirt syringes Come on!
[00:00.000] 作词 : GAWNE [00:00.356] 作曲 : GAWNE [00:00.713]All my life premeditated [00:02.704]My motive was never stated [00:04.312]Just know that I'm dedicated [00:06.295]Algebraic, keep cool and calculated [00:08.735]You fools get checkmated when I move like a chess player [00:12.331]Nowadays, them "woke" folks gon' expose ya' [00:14.903]They cancel you for the culture [00:16.431]One hashtag and it's over [00:18.343]Ya'll lived your life just to be liked and it's sad [00:20.697]The likes of which will post a pic [00:22.169]And count up likes on the 'Gram [00:23.681]Damn [00:24.419]Used to get slept on daily [00:25.855]But I still kept on [00:26.632]Sxxt's not really finna be okay after we go crazy [00:28.878]Bxxch,we the G-O-A-T's [00:30.368]E'rybody keep on hating [00:31.862]Til' they see me get famous [00:33.177]Then switch teams like KD [00:33.942]It's cockamamie how they've stopped complaining [00:36.381]Fairweather when it blow [00:37.503]Where'd the real ones go? [00:38.511]Then again I guess I never really get offended [00:40.425]When up on the internet, you get the trolls [00:41.976]I just wanna let 'em know [00:43.111]That I'm about to spitfire [00:43.960]Never misfire, I'm the Messiah [00:45.641]Finna stoke the flames [00:46.385]Like a Boeing plane to a twin tower [00:47.952]I don't really think it's gonna be too ****in' difficult [00:49.444]To kill a flow 'cause every time I work up in the studio [00:50.923]I spit it like a missile then obliterate another one of the critics [00:52.707]Who was thinkin' I wasn't gonna be the only one to win it [00:54.093]Though a minimal amount I wanna spit in is the equivalent [00:56.265]To what I'm gonna do [00:56.711]When I get up and do the ****in' inner workings of Illuminati [00:58.284]I don't really got a human body [00:59.203]And you're never gonna make it to the pinnacle [01:00.291]I swear to god I'm never gonna quit it [01:01.376]Til' I make a fxxkin' livin' even then I gotta elevate [01:02.788]I'll never slow momentum,I disintegrate [01:04.205]Anyone who was thinkin' I wasn't gonna be the head of state [01:05.668]I penetrated into the game like an examination [01:07.570]Been a menace, yeah, but then again never been a friend of an enemy [01:08.841]I'd rather be adamantly found dead in the Chesapeake [01:10.298]When I be enterin' the level of Rap God, I'm heavenly [01:12.575]So now what? [01:13.447]What to do? [01:14.225]I don't even know really where to go [01:15.763]How come? [01:16.525]Every time I get up on a track you motherfxxkers gettin' outgunned [01:18.665]'Bout time I get my respect [01:19.943]For the sweats tears and now blood [01:20.900]So that one day I'll be Rushmore [01:22.399]When they put me on top of that mountain [01:23.347]Yo, I'm not a god no [01:24.721]I'm the Diablo [01:26.242]Everyone hates me [01:27.694]They say I'm malo [01:29.158]But maybe tomorrow [01:30.557]I'll rise from my shadow [01:32.187]I guess in the end though [01:33.720]None of it mattered [01:35.090]So I'll never be sorry [01:36.449]You're 'bout to witness what hell feels like [01:38.097]I can literally hear the sweat leavin' your pores when I held the mic [01:41.226]Not pasta, but the chopper "BLAKKA" [01:42.647]Then give you some shells to bite [01:44.109]Then watch all lie quick [01:45.263]Like when you home late and must tell your wife [01:47.068]And I'm thicker then, I sell your light [01:48.525]Watch me shine on 'em (DING!) [01:49.428]I'm a perv ain't mad 'cause I grind on 'em (DING!) [01:50.922]Want parts? Then I put another line on 'em [01:52.344]Say it fast, celebratin' the rha-ma-da-in (Ramadan) [01:53.827]In hotels, so I don't respond to them [01:55.289]Wait what was I sayin'? I'm ponderin [01:56.803]Voorhees, I could pull up in the pond you're in [01:58.322]And leave your soul haunted like The Conjuring [02:00.312]I was never perfect, I'm a sinner [02:01.361]Heart is colder than a blizzard in the winter of December [02:02.729]Wouldn't go against 'em friendly [02:03.623]But I'm ready to dismember who you thinkin' is the winner [02:05.101]Treat 'em like I'm a beginner [02:05.664]Like a quarterback you need to know, in fact, I been a stealer [02:07.400]And I'm swipin' everybody like my standards low on Tinder [02:08.831]I'ma go attack you little hoes that rap [02:09.950]You're never sicker [02:10.259]Like I told the bxxch that bit her [02:11.092]I mean bite her, but you're bitter [02:11.545]That I'm brighter, meaning that I'm lighter [02:13.105]Meaning that I'm lighter, I'm producing fire [02:14.725]They be throwin' shade at my head like a visor [02:16.165]I be straight up with the drip, no geyser [02:17.569]But you guys are, liars [02:18.617]Keep sayin' that you woke but you slept on me twice [02:20.149]Retired is what you should be [02:21.342]Only time you fire is hitting a D- [02:22.813]-Ablo, and I know I'm not a god [02:23.449]Yo, I'm not a god no [02:24.743]I'm the Diablo [02:26.192]Everyone hates me [02:27.700]They say I'm malo [02:29.071]But maybe tomorrow [02:30.593]I'll rise from my shadow [02:32.105]I guess in the end though [02:33.718]None of it mattered [02:35.137]So I'll never be sorry [02:36.103]Finally comin' up and man I know the fans love it [02:38.833]The money from the merch is hangin' out my damn luggage [02:41.942]I gotta take a break, swear to god I can't stomach [02:44.593]All these instrumentals bustin' outta my abdomen [02:47.628]Man run it [02:48.698]No wonder when I drop they get mad dramatic [02:51.346]I watch 'em flip over the bars they ain't acrobatic [02:54.259]They say they comin' for my spot like they have the talent [02:57.321]I tell 'em that's a long shot, fxxk a panoramic [03:00.312]Talkin' to God, I fiend to release my demons [03:02.735]It's YPG, the most lethal team in the region [03:05.709]If you rappers are my sons, I need to increase the beatings [03:08.769]Either that or stop schemin', and leave my sxxen in cxxavage [03:11.738]Ya'll focused on school, I'm observin' the business [03:14.576]My concern was with spitting, never learnin' division [03:17.626]'Cause I don't plan to split cash, I split words with precision [03:20.619]Til' my music on the streets like them dirt syringes [03:23.540]Come on!
