I got twisted strings but ive ignored every sign, this puppets master is the bad side Ive of his mind since it wud take a mastermind to untie the winded lines I’m gonna snip straight thru em start a slate thats finally mine, i now realize that its my time to shine im inclined to rise and do more than just kickflips and grinds, my slate will be past great, the brain that was locked now it will be cocked and Loaded Inside an exploding and now that ive grown, ive got my evil walking… my problems and the changes ive been making Ive ignited n indicted all my shit but ive been pacing for the sake i need to solve this shit im faced with, theres way too much on my plate, but its far more than too late, lines ive settled the debate. They say This aint checkers is chess Tell me whos the best That fat nigga mention elliot ness The rap game is nothing but a mess Let me express lyrics cold as Frost im the boss see me at headquarters high class escorts take yall ass borders Let yall niggas read up see me wit my feet up dont share my stacks Just get my fuckin greed up Niggas all think they giants they just play in my state Yall say you my niggas But you got bitch traits Yall say you aint hungry But ya got big plates Then still got the nerve To fuckin call me fake Yall just gangstas im the whole mafia Who’s stopping y’a I could give a fuck it’s your cal like it’s the end of the night and we drinking with scott hall This is a brawl for it all ready for war even a score machetes and swords