UNKNOWN EMINENCE, Twista, Anno Domini, Carl Mitchell, Adam Cherrington, Jayden Eastman and Wyshmaster - Chopz

How I'm flowing is like open heart surgery.
You can never murder me, while I'm currently checking an recollecting the way
I was recking records. No stepping. No second guessing, and still collecting currency. (Money) See the way that I can, I can really amaze, and not up for days
Into my profession. Questioning my ability to handle it is how I can channel it to my advantage, and make it work for me. (Hustle)
I do it a lot. See what I like. No media hype. Me with the mic. Meteorite. Fluent in wow. Newer the style of you as a child petalite. (That was cold)
I am a shooter, go through your medulla.
If you want to rule. I'mma be the lion down, I am never lying down. I could break your check it out, to a medium hype when the media strikes. (kaw kaw)
Now that I popular with the poppers.
Haters be watching us with binoculars.
I could just, hear em all crying, when they see how I rhyme. I'm at my prime, finally transform like Optimus. I only do it because I'm great.
Flowing I be killing in the paint, let em know they can't stop us. Track and beats are all knockers. Hailing for the mid-west monster world wide chopper TWISTc.

I do it, because I got to move it.
Ziplock sealed, can't contaminate how I'm moving. Been Trust to rule. My names thankful. Foreign cs a leap of faith, I gravitate forced into blessing. Been just.
Been done with trust, because I'm that solid. How else can one get stoned, and not stone a slut.
My Blood is the tonic that could get you drunk.
Don't pay for free play, that's to adjust.
To go an see game, to foreplay, ladies bound to erupt.
Yo totes.
Would you rather be a gangster or live by the code? Been Sending angels, not mores codes. Four Greatest cngels few more to flow.

I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.

Wanna catch the spells like the hands of the demons that I dealt with?
Stirring the cauldron as the witch stringing life tryna pull shit. Downing life's potions with all the scripts and the doses. This the story of the kid with a head full of roses. First he got the bread just toasted. Dropping a rose then he arose unknown nation. We Goated.

I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.

It's a movement better lose it,
Got to come quick.
Slip my shoes better time spent, but where the time spent? Yezipenaracough that's what you want, but never said shit.
Subliminal messages encrypted with the time spent. Busting and ripping down the door, while you got your head bent.
Never said shit. Never seen shit, but guess what? Now I'm here, bitch.
Busting it, ripping it, tripping it down.
Smoking it, sipping it, drinking it while.
Digging it, digging it. Out, Now. Casket body found from the underground man. He's still around. Me I'm still around. He's still around. Wow. Loosing my sleep to the sound. Never need sleep to make the real seep through this sound. Dishing it, Dishing it out, Dishing it, Dishing it Loud. Can you hear me now?

I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.
I'm dying slowly, hold me.
I need You holy, hold Me.

Written by:
Carl Mitchell, Adam Cherrington, Jayden Eastman, Adrian Boeckeler

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