State of Grace (Remix)

Wherever you want it, believe I'm running through there hard

Dismantle your cypher, yo, Rae, happy new year God!

Foul and fucked up, niggas know I spit ugly

Jewelry trucked up, niggas know they can't fuck with me

If you my target, you probably wouldn't wanna be 'em

My legacy royal with statues in a museum

With numerous artifacts, hanging in the mosoleum

Type living room setting is bigger than the land of freedom

I'm parked on the corner, while pretty bitches holla "hello"

I'm another breed, different species from you fellows

Technically, it's kinetic, I'm genetically better

I'm something you will never see, far as you can remember

My buzz exceding rapidly, no matter how it's measured

Like an unstoppable machine in the Mohabi Desert

So hungry I smell it, success up in my after taste

Still spit til it's painful, despite the money in the safe

I see you resentful, stay up in your place

And while they be morning your death, we in a State of Grace

Designing, I'm perfect with timing, take it back to Rucker

RZA, it's hard to stop rhyming on this muthafucka!

Stay on the poster, the street, we never sleeping on him

New album, Big Bang, slowly creepin' on 'em

Wu-Tang, Flipmode, fuck you wanna do?

Another banger, Chef, RZA, Bust', Cuban Link 2!

CREAM vanquish, my queen keeps it's stainless

Cracks and Brussels, screwing everything famous

Love to hustle, my ring, call it big Uranus

Cats that scuffle, crawl on you and break fingers

That's what's up, you saw me and them Lone Rangers

Me and my homey, we bought like forty things up

Long as you owe me, you won't get a damn thing, son

Shoot off your kangol, while you in the plane, fronting

Stop, admirin' me, ya'll should of fired me

Cuz when I come back, it's me and my diary

None of that bullshit, few men got tired of me

My niggas is wrong, they hated, and they lied to me

Explain the saga, fuck yo, your chain liver

Fuck the blinging, have my money by five, to me

Ya'll 'pose to bring it, fuck you and your whole variety

I'm bringing my hammers, I beat it like, five to three

Jealous ass niggas can't see they man prosper

They'd rather see me in a broke down fuckin' Mazda

Don't disrespect me, son, you will get popped up

My resume's off the hook, now, check mi casa

Yeah, call it, what you wanna call it

My bread is larger, nigga, you can never spoil it

Thought you was loyal, now a nigga can't support you

Blastin' you up, and off me, now you look rewarded

What's that smell? Rat piss and possum pussy

Bitch don't yell, I'm not impressed, don't push me

I'm back with some haters, they wipe shit and blast pussies up

Bloody ya blazer, take all your man cush weed

Yeah, I'm coming just to claim a title

Rap is boring, niggas need another idol

When I'm gone, just let off like forty rifles

Aiming at rappers, biting off the God's bible

I destroy you, lyrically, I spit oil

This is war, you can never escape, conio

Ya'll some lamesters, never seen a yard soiled

When it's on, now we gon' see who's loyal

Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, yo, we get it from you

Place that crown in the garbage, or you sitting on

A few things mattered, you was just a corner don

That got shot dead like Malcolm in the Audubon