#Savagefactz #Detroit #rookieoftheyear2022 #fire #1 #rapgod #proshit #GoatGang #lyricalflex313 #rookieoftheyear @rapfame_ar_team lyrics below. Im ready to pop shit, so hop in, lets go for a ride, They said im top ten, With a god pen, ill let you decide, I stare in the mirror and im barley alive, Really dont care bout ya stereotypes, stackin my bread like its sara lee rye, Keepin my problems all buried inside, Deep in decite and a scary disguise, Time for the world to prepare for my rise, Ya hear me commin,with the (cannon) drummin,(drum line) but you scared to look so you bury ya eyes, Bird in ya ear tellin terrible lies, this is the part where ya parakeet dies, Music to me is my therapy time, You might be gas but its kerosene time, yeah Started of as a no name,i was broke mayne now i got the whole game fiendin for me like a needle in a dope vein, When i say im fire bitch i really mean i throw flames, Big body and im takin up the whole lane, Toot you nose up to me ima fill up with cocaine, all loddie dodie till i pull it up and blow brains, Melon slugged, all love, like kobain, (courtney love) Now you hooked commin back like an old flame, Damn such a catastrophe, Im a disaster please dont laugh at, pray on my downfall im takin half the map with me, fact is that Factz a beast, attackin beatz, with practiced speech, your trash it wreaks, face facts take a look at factz face you cant rap like me, You lyin if you said you would blast fa me, thats cap now stop it with the blasphemy, If its too hot get out the kitchen, This is my crib, you get evicted, I am the king it has been written, All on the walls, In hyroglyphics Gimme my money i need it now, Lookin for beef i coulda eat a cow, To step in my ring you gon need a vow, If this was a test then you flunkin out, I owe you a E like you need a vowel, (i,o,u,a,e) in the presence of greatness you need to bow, Im always on base aint no easy outs, Im all in your face can you see me now?, I tell a vision fuck a television, You tell a fiction, My Mind is racin at a mile a minute, tryin to keep my thoughts but my mind is slippin, Times of the essence and the clock is tickin, Feed copper tops to any opposition, Thinkin out the box, for they box me in it, I go rocky in it, got a cocky image, shmurder on my mind i go bobby in it, No 4 brothers im bobby bitches, my bank account got alot of digits, Hear somethin bout me i prolly did it, If you askin questions you prolly snitchin, Thats bad for buisness, i learned that as a adolescent, So i need not do it, Put a beat on like a sneeze i chew it, Im a lyrical phenom, the way i put beef on, a plate get my feast on, and eat right thru it, I throw up the east side, fuck all your replies, watch as i speed by, i seem "not human, I mean really where do i go from here, im at the top just breathin in the open air, i tried to preach not to poke the bear, too late now you see with your hopeless stare, dont speak, learn to open ears,