[Artifice]

i'm with my buddies prepared to spit a sick joint
so put your money where your mouth is bitches... bitcoin
try to make heads or tails of the way my shit's going
but when i flip you fail to catch the change like a flipped coin
take you out cuz i can like recyclin' day
only hot cuz you ain't got a fan or anyone who likes what you say
without a shot ought to be puttin' that rifle away
cuz you're a disciple but with an e is the type that you prey
straight ballin', shit ain't playin' games takin' all of it
go hard the crew throws up bars like wasted college kids
paved the lane you guys aim to follow in
with pride that size ain't surprised it's a pain to swallow it
passin' the stage to play this dram shit
quit spazzin' wild you only have it dialed on the day you call it quits
fuck a new wave only way to acknowledge it
is to dig it like a grave and pray that one day it'll fall in it
no bones about it bring your gangsters all equipped
you put pen to words same as attemptin' to take a turd & polish it
any mention of your worth i came to demolish it
dispensin' words that sever nerves break spines & cave in all your ribs