Grungewire Glow

Yeah, check it... Riding

through the cold streets Nothing

to

prove

to nobody I been basically the best in this industry But technically

you biting me But you can't see the ideas Cause it's mentally

stuck in my head Half of y'all are awake but still sleeping

in your beds Insane in the brain,

can't explain the pain

You not able to run with a god like me

Checkmate, you clever but you'll never see We rising up,

we breaking free

I'm on my illness,

real spill Underground king,

making the deals! Nothing to prove,

we taking the hill!

Scream to the ceiling,

we keeping it real!

Never had to slow down when I start the writing Biting?

Never that, check the moves I'm aligning

Through the shadows and the static we shining Real spit,

heavy hit, perfect timing

I'm on my illness,

real spill Underground king,

making the deals! Nothing to prove,

we taking the hill!

Scream to the ceiling,

we keeping it real!

Yeah...

Real shit...

Spills...