The Brain Cell - Ready 4 Whatever (feat. Braun & XPose)

Running in the woods with the wolf pack
Move forward don't look back, don't look back
Circle back, never lack when I cook that
It's all rap, rep where your hood at
What ya' good at?
Nothing, bluffing
You a pussy ass bitch steady cuckin'
I'm ready for whatever, any weather
I can't relate to any group, don't put us in together
Just an atheist smoking bio jesus
I'm still looking for the meaning
Talking to myself, but no one hears me
Until I'm behind your back, with the shank
Get you stabbed, I'm on that gas, pedal mashed
Get ripped in half, I'll strip you bare
Cuz I'm a bear, I growl and teeth tear
You ripped, from limb from limb, ya'll slap I tap in
Now imagine, a bottle of pills and a bottle of gin
You see me with a grin
You drop the pin, your location where it ends
We revoke your G pass, we can't stand your broke ass
You a dope head, stealing bread
Touch that butter you get toasted
We make the most of the short stick
Get the roach clip, nah, fuck it burn my fingertips
Cuz they won't be able to identify shit
Running in the woods with the wolf pack
Move forward don't look back, don't look back
Circle back, never lack when I cook that
It's all rap, rep where your hood at
What ya' good at?
Nothing, bluffing
You a pussy ass bitch steady cuckin'
I'm ready for whatever, any weather
I can't relate to any group, don't put us in together
For doomsday, I am prepped and ready
Leave you buried, underneath the jetty
Never wipe blood off my machete
More kills than Michael, Jason, Freddy
Pen deadly steady stream from the fountain
No limit to growth, peak is over the mountain
Trajectory glorious, not lost, victorious
Trying to make it big, like Notorious
We the goriest, flay skin off of opps
Handle shit internal, we don't call the cops
Eternal legacy in every word I jot
Doing it, doing it, for Mom and for Pops
Listen to instinct, strong willed survive
Enduring the torture, makes me feel alive
Sharpen the White Fang, is the type gang
Stand tall in the striking lightning
Running in the woods with the wolf pack
Move forward don't look back, don't look back
Circle back, never lack when I cook that
It's all rap, rep where your hood at
What ya' good at?
Nothing, bluffing
You a pussy ass bitch steady cuckin'
I'm ready for whatever, any weather
I can't relate to any group, don't put us in together
Fireworks without the entertainment
I'm the big tank rolling through, have you flat on the pavement
You really don't know who you facing, face hidden
Bookshelves stacked with homicide cases for ages
My mental state went from silence to making statements
Reading my verses off these red pages
Fuck a sheep, I'm a lion
I don't give you props for trying
Hunting for my meal the competition can't define me
The more poor are born, you ain't keeping the score
So don't get mad when we twenty deep robbing stores
Fungus pores have you looking like zombie corpse
Bodies everywhere I'm just giving the government chores
October thirty-first, you think is all decoration
But why the blood dripping off my fresh victims?
Remorse never comes, the hardware store is getting my funds
As I collect my tools to have my fun, I'm done

Written by:
Ryan DiPaulo

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