Final Destination - Black Panther, Word A Mouth

Put your money where your mouth is—I'm willing to bet

Place your wages on the table, stop worrying about the dangers

I’m like Courageous Cat.

You more like Minute Mouse

You better run into your hole in the wall to where we can’t get you out

My records are ruthless.

Like Dre and Eazy

Got you tripping like Clark Kent, Stretch Armstrong, and Beasley

Why you dreaming?

You must be sleeping

Touch the water with your toes before you put both your feet in

You better look before you leap.

The well is deep with flows

I’mma keep it going.

Success just reached my nose

You getting crucified and pinned up like beeper codes

And when you dead, I’mma bury you where the reaper grows

We Word A' Mouth, Brooklyn Ac', we making history

Mr. Know It All burning you like Listerine

I’m your tutor.

Flows are sacred—I'll school ya

When I start dropping gems like Jacob the Jeweler

We got five minutes to waste before this final showcase

This be the kindest invitation to your final destination

Death is waiting with a smile up on his face

These are our famous last words and your final resting place

Come into my arms.

I hug the life out ya

Can’t tell if I love or hate ya as I suffocate ya

Make you suffer, rough you up and duct tape ya

Make you tougher like Father Time to Mother Nature

See, the landscape of my mind’s a dark architecture

To see my soul, you gotta deep-sea dive under pressure

Swim into my heart, I guarantee the sharks’ll get ya

Got you looking at the front door like Large Professor

I’m an off-the-Richter, an archangel, an archbishop

Flow like human plasma but I’m harder than scar tissue

Spit thoughts dipped in arsenic and missiles

Bone shards and cartilage.

I hardly miss you partly bitch

So start to dig your ditch like the dirt embrace you

And tomb you like your mother’s womb at birth, let earth encase you

Got no feeling, feeling no pulse, full of insults

Block’s chock-full of gorillas and wolves

With the shrillest killer impulse.

My nuts are bolts that’s loose

Blew a fuse, plus the bolts is blue.

Death wish?

I’ll indulge you

Come into my arms, let the flames engulf you

I will set it in the club like we performing pyrotechnics

We got five minutes to waste before this final showcase

This be the kindest invitation to your final destination

Death is waiting with a smile up on his face

These are our famous last words and your final resting place

I hold my arms wide-open, spirits flying

See the world live, frozen.

Come to me!

Here’s a invitation.

Fuck the stipulations

Time to switch the gauges, hand me, flip the pages

History’s sprinting like a symphony spitting

It’s a mystery.

Listen (Shhh)

It’s pulling you closer like some fresh toast out of the toaster, wake you up

And make you see the truth, make a child leave his youth, grow old and reproduce

Come into my arms and fall into my soul

You gonna lose control like water moves a boat

It’s all the rules they wrote that made you leave the nest

You underwater and you need a breath (Huuuh)

How deep can the picture get?

How thick is the paint when it’s dripping-wet?

Better hold on fast ‘cause we doing the dash

Follow the path or swallow the wrath—it's burning

The clock is turning back.

Check the thermostat

It’s too hot—son, you losing track.

And I’m

Get a grasp and I’m…

We got five minutes to waste before this final showcase

This be the kindest invitation to your final destination

Death is waiting with a smile up on his face

These are our famous last words and your final resting place