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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Whalan
Songwriter
Eric Dewayne Shuman
Songwriter
Reginald Avery Wingo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dramatic
Producer
Ameen Rahman (A.Rob)
Mixing Engineer
Robert Macchiochi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I stood in the cut
And watch how snakes gonna move
Once their back's to the wall
Tell me what you gonna do
Curse my once my nigga
And that's shame on you
Curse me twice my nigga
Nothing remains of you
I stood in the cut
And watch how snakes gonna move
Once their back's to the wall
Tell me what you gonna do
Curse my once my nigga
And that's shame on you
Curse me twice my nigga
Nothing remains of you
My guess is I'm hard to digest
This was not intended for y'all to except
It's a cocky way to say fuck what you expect
But nonetheless face the fact I'm next
Chauffeured your career never surpassing my stretch
Y'all don't even ride in them lanes that I swerve in
Designs that don't follow the lines divergent
Gift and the curse that's the life of a wordsmith
When Matic drop lines y'all get nervous
Shout to the artists and lyricists I serve with
Comfy as can be with everything in my reach
I don't need y'all to follow my lead
Nothing new beyond the horizons I see
But I gave them the belief that the beast had to sleep
Every flow I compose at an optimum leap
Tired of telling new niggas y'all not my league
I stood in the cut
And watch how snakes gonna move
Once their back's to the wall
Tell me what you gonna do
Curse my once my nigga
And that's shame on you
Curse me twice my nigga
Nothing remains of you
I stood in the cut
And watch how snakes gonna move
Once their back's to the wall
Tell me what you gonna do
Curse my once my nigga
And that's shame on you
Curse me twice my nigga
Nothing remains of you
I confess just not impressed
All the shit you niggas flex just a hot ass mess
The conclusion's forgone that the kid can flex
I passed the test suppressed while my mic's at rest
You're right I'm blessed you sit there on house arrest
Stress about flipping sess and bullet-proof vests
You dispossessed these bars that I manifest
At y'all behest is heavy can't be compressed
So come and chase us lord knows you never wanna face us
Craft these bars in the forge of Hephaestus
We Titans and demigods make tectonic plates shift
Verbal virus gone viral infections in your platelets
We ageless faithless claims to greatness baseless
Misstatements outrageous you motherfuckers shameless
I make hits dark dungeons son and in the basement
And spit 16s that slay agents on hiatus
I stood in the cut
And watch how snakes gonna move
Once their back's to the wall
Tell me what you gonna do
Curse my once my nigga
And that's shame on you
Curse me twice my nigga
Nothing remains of you
I stood in the cut
And watch how snakes gonna move
Once their back's to the wall
Tell me what you gonna do
Curse my once my nigga
And that's shame on you
Curse me twice my nigga
Nothing remains of you
Setting sails on this ship cuz I'm going out whaling
Y'all ain't even pushing off the dock you already failing
I'm in the tempest where it's raining and hailing perfect storm
Cuz the haters are bailing off the stern waving and flailing
I'm climbing up the mast while you walking the plank
Cuz the game's just too crowded like a lobster tank
I've traveled this far and I got a lot to thank
Looking over my shoulder boats lost and sank
While I'm getting back to land like a monsoon
Lyrical harpoon new voyage gonna start soon
Moving swiftly in a hurry nothing could deter me
When the fog's on the water and your vision blurry
Only a chosen few can embark on this journey
Cuz nothing will remain of career if you curse me
My whole crew on deck putting in that labor
Stop you in your course like I'm dropping down the anchor
Writer(s): Jackson Whalan, Eric Dewayne Shuman, Reginald Avery Wingo
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