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VERSE 1:

New year aw yeah no stopping the fire.

Still fighting through the shit that made Hopsin retire.

Most of y’all only tough when you're watching the wire.

But start to perspire when your fingers on the table and I got the pliers.

… Take him away.

that’s what these uncreative labels and haters’ll say.

cause I be ripping up these flows like a paper mache

giving out the FREEMIX for people not able to pay.

but touché, I’m never falling off like a Lupe.

Star player I ain’t got time for Bobby Boucher's

I am here to stay, the leader of the new age.

Investors with toupees, throw money in my suit case.

I don’t care what you say, if you don’t like what I say then sue meh.

I’m still dropping every other Tuesday.

flyer than a blue jay. sharper than blue ray.

cooler than Cool J y’all sweeter than some kool-aid....

PRE-CHORUS:

I got a hit list I'll write your name.

With this pen re-write the game.

Me and y'all just not the same.

I guess I should have warned ya!

CHORUS:

I'm gonna be forever.

I'm never going down in flames.

I'm hardly ever sober. Hmmm.

But the high was worth the pain.

You can ask anyone that knows me.

They'll tell you I'm insane.

Cause I've got a hit list baby, and I'll write your name...

VERSE 2:

I make hits so they’re calling me a pop figure.

but truth be told I’m a Schmurda I’m a hot nigga.

I tried to tell them I’m from right up off the block with ya.

and I’m just tryna stay away from all the cop triggers.

so sianara you diabolical imitations.

from my inner sanctum I’m engineering this innovation.

the only person to take that emotion from in the basement.

and indicate that I’m ready for radio syndication.

I see y’all waitin’, and thanks again for your patience.

fuck these intricate statements I’m tryna get back to basics.

counting presidents faces was never ever the basis.

but I must have stumbled into a bakery cause I’m cakin’ now...

PRE-CHORUS:

I got a hit list I'll write your name.

With this pen re-write the game.

Me and y'all just not the same.

I should have warned you man...

I got a hit list I'll write your name.

With this pen re-write the game.

Me and y'all just not the same.

Now I warned you so...

Don't say I didn't, say I didn't, warn ya!

CHORUS:

I'm gonna be forever.

I'm never going down in flames.

I'm hardly ever sober. Hmmm.

But the high was worth the pain.

You can ask anyone that knows me.

They'll tell you I'm insane.

Cause I've got a hit list baby, and I'll write your name...