Go Right

[Verse 1: FlexXFillemon] I think I'm making a success of the man that I used to think I am Life full of filters like its on Instagram Thinking damn people are sinking into my flow They forgetting about my knowledge and things that I fail to know I'm 21 this year and feeling that I'm grown And younger girls always texting cause they felling that I'm old Mature conversations, no correlation To you that used to be hating and choose to be a crusader Making strengths from my weaknesses, the deal is this I'm feeling fresher than a bunch of fetuses Witnesses dead cause I be killing shit And I'm finna kill it quick Call it the apocalypse, it's obvious My common sense is way passed yours I'm feeling like a villain with no latex on And of course I got a hideous deed, hidden under my sleeves And when stretch for all my goals I pray my arm don't [?] Or else, I come through, bang like the Unabomber Killing like the Zodiac and looting like I'm Tutankhamen Karma couldn't catch up to the boy, you trying to match to the boy I'm bringing fire to you boys like I'm Zulu Xaba [Verse 2: Sir Matthew] Same shit but it's different weather Everybody in a rush to get the pockets fatter Either through legal ways or sinister endeavors My niggas gone get it all and nothing lesser I bet you these psychedelics make you peep life more clever And it take off that stress when you facing that pressure If all you got is your team Pray to God they don't fail you All I got is my dream and my grandma's prayers If this rapping don't suit me I'ma get me a tailor Y'all can do it like Webster, we gone do it real major And I ain't even got cheese but I'ma get to that later because The last of a dying breed see beyond the struggles To get to the triumph And seek an abundance of wealth measured in knowledge And peace within till the day that we leave the body Like Gandhi in soul but flesh though that's just not me The young and the cocky confident kid Just give me the beat I bet I wreck it like Baghdad Put it six feet under, mentality of a rebel Do anything I wanna And I'm only looking down when I get scolded by my mama If you look inside my lungs you'll find a packet full of ganja If you look inside my mind you'll find the blueprints of a monster And all them other rappers we done warned ya The time has come, the extermination of wackness has begun Before we get to your house grab a gun And kill yourself