Josh A - BLOODLUST

"Reports of walkin' dead are comin' in from around the tri-state area
Stay in your homes and lock your doors
Do not travel anywhere"

Yeah
I'm out for blood
If I die, I'll be a legend
Drop it, go just like a weapon
Leave you dead with no expression
Like your fanbase when it drop
Always cappin' on your raps
I promise you don't have no opps
This is all I do, this lockdown wasn't nothin'
I've been hoardin' beats, I swear this all I do, I get it done
Competition borin' me 'cause I've been runnin' laps on everyone
Fake rappers corner me, but I'm not doin' features for you bums
Straight out this quarantine, yeah, I'm finally back, now watch 'em run

Yeah, I don't care what you offer me, this all I do is slaughter beats
Your new tape was a flop to me, so now your fans all flock to me
This rap game like a cookout, and you know I'm glad you brought the beef
You'll never reach my levels, you should know you don't dishonor me
So go debate it while I'm goin' places
You get low then fadin' off into irrelevance
I bet it must be so enragin'
Gotta face it, now you're barely makin' dividends
And your flow sounds just like Yoda, you're not makin' any sense
I got no love for the ones that throwin' shots and then they run
Talkin' cheap behind my back until I threaten to erupt
I got no hesitation, I've been elevatin'
Everything I do, I'm gonna celebrated
You just conversated while I'm compensated
Just had to let you know

I'm out for blood
If I die, I'll be a legend
Drop it, go just like a weapon
Leave you dead with no expression
Like your fanbase when it drop
Always cappin' on your raps
I promise you don't have no opps
This is all I do, this lockdown wasn't nothin'
I've been hoardin' beats, I swear this all I do, I get it done
Competition borin' me 'cause I've been runnin' laps on everyone
Fake rappers corner me, but I'm not doin' features for you bums
Straight out this quarantine, yeah, I'm finally back, now watch 'em run

What a year
Took a break and made a million, now we're here
They rolled me off and now I'm really outperformin' all my peers
I don't need tourin', I only do it 'cause I love meetin' my fans
I make more on any given month than your label advance
And all the same ones that dissin' me couldn't tour there in quarantine
Had to get a job, it must've hit their ego pretty hard
And they were talkin' really cute until they sold off all their cars
Saw their latest show on aisle seven
"Oh, by the way I'll pay with card"

It'll make your career if I ever mention your name
See you tryin' to be tough online but in person you never aim
I know I look just like Ed Sheeran, but if you cross me then I'll bang
If you got a problem with me, yeah, I keep a coffin with me
I don't need to be poppin' semis, 'cause I'm spittin' automatic
You wonderin' how this happened
If I'm a snake, then why you proud of me?
If I'm so fake, then why cashin' checks you makin' off of me, huh?

Written by:
Joshua Chace Ashcraft

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