Ashes

[Verse 1: Cornelius Butler] Straight out of Boston Boss from the start up Stop with your gossip Or shots in your casa Last year the bench when I lost to a starter Now I got the varsity looking like monster Thought I was a Godsend but marks on my conscious Will leave a niggas concept of CB demolished Flow so electric you niggas just Amish I crisscross Gods while you're marking up your loses I'm dope Matter fact I'm sicker than these rappers Coming live from out the burbs and flip the script up on these rappers Get ghost Closer to finish take a snap and have field day on your feelings while I'm chasing after millions I got A.D.D So I can't focus on these low lives And I ain't for acting like I'm Bokeem Woodbine Your team can't find My whole leagues Wi-Fi Scouting at your combine Like "Oh we'll be fine" Do it for a little recognition... Every day the I feel the chip on my shoulder getting bigger by the minute... Its why I'm stuck in the lab Cause the year done past of me Working on my craft And I'm picking up the scraps Making changes in the staff Cause the cash can't wait All the glamour in my face Mix it right you know a nigga gone blast and all you see is ashes All you see is ashes All you see is ashes All you see is ash ...It's just not fair [Verse: 2 Raz Law] Young black bastard Way past spazzing Everytime I breathe its a fucking fire hazard New black rappers With old school tactics Everyone is food This is war not a pageant I embody everything these other niggas lacking The fear in your eyes got laughing Hold up... Staring at ya girl's ass is so automatic when she walk by its so automatic She walk by again I'mma grab it Hahah... Hashtag Savage No joke Now I murder every single thing that I approach No hope Nigga flow so dope They pray I fall off beat Sorry... Cuz you ain't gone catch me slipping Man the pen sharp as Harvey's Line up in the 90s, Wildin' Getting back to violence Fuck friendly, Fuck it Check the date on my ID I was born in the golden age Of R-A-P R-A-Z Still getting sicker with time Went from victim-less crimes To spitting murderous rhymes Man dressed in all black for ya funeral Casket closed Caused I done mastered flows that straight mash ya skull I'm 8 days in front of you nigga So I could take the week off and still stunt on you niggaa Out running you nigga I could prolly do it backwards Aw Shit He's Everywhere Snapping Ashes... [Hook]