Big Head Scientist - Tha God Fahim, Kungg Fuu

In my past life, I was a marksman

The world is yours, so I keep walking

Life is hard but ain’t no complaining

Twelve gauge, get to sparking on the devil

Leave you in a realm of darkness

Precautions for soldiers for Allah

My niggas greedy when we on

Can’t get a piece of the pie, hold on

I drop Jews like the Sumerians

I have you buried in steel casket if you try to cause a threat

Black in select

Run up on me, forty hit you, bass in the chest

Learnt from losses but don’t ever live with regret

I prevail and I move onto higher course

Equipped with it, flatten bitches out like iron boards

This that straight off the block shit

Nine on my hip, no holster moving cautious

Working in the trap with no AC

The water don’t work, I step outside to pee

I feel like somebody really tryna murder me

Poison my food, water, can’t afford surgery

Like, what the fuck?

I know I ain’t bugging, b

Ion trust nobody, that’s how it gotta be

Its the optimistic, listen

Be realistic, you’re simplistic

Rhyme slang, my beats hitting DAWS

And served to

'Cause I collect mail, slash a dragons tail

Trader Joes to make the sale

Spills crafted on 'em if the legends tell

Hazardous, we’re leaving paper trails

They hitting faces, pale

Grafted by a cool big head scientist

I insist, funeral violins

The violence is necessary for demons

No questions, it’s gat season

It’s hard to see 'cause the facts gleaming

Too impaired on true sight

Studying, brother polite

Gaining wisdom in new light

So the devil want my memory, right

Broke and fucked up

I remember them nights

The devil want my memory, right

Broke and fucked up

I can’t stand the hype

The devil want my memory, right