[Verse 1]
Yeah
When it comes to this cold hearted beat
I’ma speak with destruction, can never take defeat
Gold status, I’ma future nominee
I’m heartless, regardless, ‘cause I’m never weak
Yeah, ruthless on the mic, I’m like Tyson
Spar with me ‘cause you’ll end up toothless
My bars are impetuous, flow impregnable
Overall, fam, I’m ferocious and now you know
Oh, it was foretold how the world was gonna go
Yeah yo, keep on playing dodgeball
And never really thought I’d be back with a sequel
I’ll be sure to make more before my own funeral
Now as I start off by just a few papers
Invest in hours with brand new ideas
Notes piling, now I’m done with the counting
Safe to say now I’ve got enough for the whole thing
[Hook]
Back in my zone, yeah, I’m in the rap mode
I fuck with the zone, in the fucking rap mode
In the zone, yeah man, I’m in the rap mode
And I’m fucking with the zone in the fucking rap mode
Now I’m back in my zone, yeah, I’m in the rap mode
I fuck with the zone, in the fucking rap mode
In the zone, yeah man, I’m in the rap mode
And I’m fucking with the zone in the fucking rap mode
[Verse 2]
If I was a doctor at time, Lord, I [?] aided for life
Don’t really care if I cross that line
Don’t tell me to apologize
Forget that factor, I’m really crack
Too wack for this rap game, better step back
Better maintain, I’m too lame
And for shame for the sins I made
I better pray, fucking up daily, I’m fucking lazy
But I’m still here blazing amazing
As my lyrical abilities arising
I’m more lethal than a bag of ricin
[Hook]
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
[Verse 3]
Doesn’t really matter if [?]
Like [?] in critical gamma
Oh, damn, I gotta spit otherwise I’ll choke from my own saliva
Man I fuck my brain and my head hurts
Man, this shit is ridiculous
Ay I’m cold to hit an iceberg
But I can’t stop now, got a ton of work
Now spill his guts, I’ma go berserk
I’ma cut him up and get rid the curse
I’ll erase him from the universe
Mein Fuhrer, I just died at birth
[Hook]
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Yeah
When it comes to this cold hearted beat
I’ma speak with destruction, can never take defeat
Gold status, I’ma future nominee
I’m heartless, regardless, ‘cause I’m never weak
Yeah, ruthless on the mic, I’m like Tyson
Spar with me ‘cause you’ll end up toothless
My bars are impetuous, flow impregnable
Overall, fam, I’m ferocious and now you know
Oh, it was foretold how the world was gonna go
Yeah yo, keep on playing dodgeball
And never really thought I’d be back with a sequel
I’ll be sure to make more before my own funeral
Now as I start off by just a few papers
Invest in hours with brand new ideas
Notes piling, now I’m done with the counting
Safe to say now I’ve got enough for the whole thing
[Hook]
Back in my zone, yeah, I’m in the rap mode
I fuck with the zone, in the fucking rap mode
In the zone, yeah man, I’m in the rap mode
And I’m fucking with the zone in the fucking rap mode
Now I’m back in my zone, yeah, I’m in the rap mode
I fuck with the zone, in the fucking rap mode
In the zone, yeah man, I’m in the rap mode
And I’m fucking with the zone in the fucking rap mode
[Verse 2]
If I was a doctor at time, Lord, I [?] aided for life
Don’t really care if I cross that line
Don’t tell me to apologize
Forget that factor, I’m really crack
Too wack for this rap game, better step back
Better maintain, I’m too lame
And for shame for the sins I made
I better pray, fucking up daily, I’m fucking lazy
But I’m still here blazing amazing
As my lyrical abilities arising
I’m more lethal than a bag of ricin
[Hook]
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
[Verse 3]
Doesn’t really matter if [?]
Like [?] in critical gamma
Oh, damn, I gotta spit otherwise I’ll choke from my own saliva
Man I fuck my brain and my head hurts
Man, this shit is ridiculous
Ay I’m cold to hit an iceberg
But I can’t stop now, got a ton of work
Now spill his guts, I’ma go berserk
I’ma cut him up and get rid the curse
I’ll erase him from the universe
Mein Fuhrer, I just died at birth
[Hook]
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
Back in the zone, back in the rap mode
In the zone, in the rap mode
( Muddaken )
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