Immedinte Reload (Remix) E

See this bud that bangs in your head Got So much of it that pack is a zed Let's see how smashed we can get 'Cause I Got so much that I have to forget Heard Your tracks, they're actually dead And you're not Gonna rap with the best 'Cause I know that You can't handle the sets With me and you're Mad that this gas is the best Expensive fuel, Got rhyming spray And we're warming up, it's like Climate change But get out of it, we'll find A way See zoos are fruit, you've got five A day Put my mark on the page, I'll Sign my name Got so high, yeah, I rise And wave And it might take time, but you'll Find your lane And before the show, I do A line of 'caine Then a line again, my Heart is racing The punchline's wrapped in armored Plating Progression is key 'cause the bar is raising Grab that pad when the plant is blazing You See how fast you're fading But you can't lie And you can't be faking Not spiritual, no salaam Alaikum But I saw the end and I started Praying Gotta Reach it quickly Gotta go the run like Linford Christie Man get fried, no Dixie Shouting the plug For a three for fifty Get that drop to The door so quickly I'm at home on the Wave, no Misty Tryna make major moves like Nipsey This world is fucked and it ain't no mystery Man, it's hard to believe How shit turns 'round When you start to achieve Not enough to just Bar on a beat 'Cause to stand out from After the scene Build something that's gonna last For the trees When you look back, it was All for your dreams The storm still comes with A calm and a breeze The moves they pull Are alarming to me A lot of snakey guys Out here That's more than true and I've had Enough of that Saw that set and I had To jump in that Grab that jaw, that bag And crumble that This whole room is packed from Front to back But your shit's as wack as Mumble rap So I take that mic off you And drop two bars The fans are loving that Immediate reload I'm about to take off, no Heathrow Put my bet down in the casino Life is A gamble, that's how it be though Can't see For all this weed smoke Follows me everywhere we Go Got the cheat code for the key life Man, I'm just here for the green, no CeeLo Yeah, blackout, berg out Two bars down, I got the verse out No games on the Track, no burnout Old gang stay stoned, pass that Herb 'round Loyalty crew went up with the words Out Each time in the booth, it's a workout When I shell down loads, raise with the turnout Stay on the grind like Blythe and Bird out Make Man Fucking