Lyrics

"Weapon X"
(Intro)
Fuck, this, shit, up
I'm about to, shut, this, shit, down
I'm about to, fuck, this, shit, up
Shut, this, shit, down
Fuck, this, shit, up
Shut, this, shit, down
Fuck, this, shit, up
Shut, this, shit, down

(Verse 1)
As a youngun learned to exercise patience
Cause most people for some reason can't seem to recognize greatness
I leave em with petrified facelifts
They'll swear to God I'm that nigga when making testified statements
Lesser eyes hate this, fresh-derived trait list
You couldn't imitate my fly with specialized spaceships
Or pressurized placements, I depth defy basements
What's gravity to a nigga that's specified weightless
Suspended in electrified stasis
Niggas can't fuck with me, even on an accessorized basis
I'm quick to rectify fakeness
Shit don't start 'til I get there so don't ever say X arrived late bitch

(Hook 1)
Typically, rip the beat, differently, and, I'ma kill it
Lyrically, lividly, literally, damn, I'm about to
Fuck, this, shit, up
Shut, this, shit, down

(Verse 2)
XcLewsive, the nigga with the rhythmical launchings
Beating the beat down with the pivotal stompings
Anarchist, I got a sick political conscience
Thou shall not kill, quit the biblical nonsense
Death will put an end to hypocritical comments
Fuck your funeral nigga forget the ritual conference
Separate your line of sight, split the visual bond sense
Shoot you right between the eyes, hit the critical contents (si!)
The lead'll give your brain an apostrophe
The flaming velocity is channeling insane animosity
That's framed in ferocity; to shatter thoughts
Ingrained in hypocrisy, to bring about a change in philosophy
Through heinous atrocity; murking minds
Enchained in debauchery, permanently staining the property
Passing go, life's a game of monopoly
My coming was foretold, it was explained in the prophecy

(Hook 2)
Fuck, this, shit, up
Shut, this, shit, down
Fuck, this, shit, up
Shut, this, shit, down
Typically, rip the beat, differently, and, I'ma kill it
Lyrically, lividly, literally, damn, I'm about to
Fitfully, ignantly, blissfully jam, cause I'm goin
Viciously, vividly, physically HAM, motherfuckers!

(Verse 3)
They know who I be when I flash this token
Swag is potent, responsible for massive doping
Got a down bitch to stash this coke in
Big weight stretch the mules ass like she got an elastic colon
My drugs keep the plastic bulging
Packets swollen, leave streets in a heap of mass convulsions
Task is scrolling, can't ignore drastic omens
I'm doing too good the feds want my assets frozen
It's like that when fantastic woven package doling
Make your profits blow up, talking cash explosions
Brackets broken, no taxes trolling
Origami expert with the paper when the craft is folding, nigga
Front like you don't know what the ratchet holding
Week from today will be the time your casket closing
Let the worms eat remains that are past corrosion
I don't care if the game locked nigga I'll blast it open motherfucka

(Hook 2)