ruthless

 
concussion of free thought
bound in the dark light
little girly bring the good dope
free styling in the outer zones
keep trying to reach me on your cell phone
bitch crazy, says don't touch

i'll fuck with your mind if you think so
you tripping with your tough talk
be you, I'll be me with my acidic drip, drip, drip
soon you'll be oozing your ego out your asshole
black light highlighting all your inner flaws

I got a scope trained on you
zeroing in on your weaknesses
I observe while you're busy talking shit
fake bravado makes the talk show circuit
you're all talk I see through you
be about your business
before I cash in on you

the rubber you be passing like it's gold
bounces on deck
while everyone mocks you
girly from the block says yo

little hoodlum with a dark side
feeling aggressive I don't need to watch my back
my demons do

heresy of the uptight
does nothing for me
bitch just act right

do what you do
I'll do me too