A.G.E. The Gawd - On For Life

On another level son we on for life
We done popped a couple bottles now it's on tonight
Goin and turn up my treble when I'm on the mic
Cause this shit on another level son we gone for life
I kill all my devils with this gorgeous write
Put the pen down to the paper now we forced to write
Said we done popped a couple bottles shit we on tonight
And this shit on another bitch we gone for life
On another level son we on for life
And we done popped a couple bottles now it's on tonight
You better goin turn up my treble when I'm on the mic
Cause this shit on another level son we gone for life
I just want the rings I need a couple of em
Keep a couple tings that bring the trouble bout to double on em
Rest in peace to all these gorgeous beats I leave no crumbles on em Right after I eat leave the table with some rubble on it
My heart blacker then when sun becomes the night
On the run from me a few seconds ago I always had to fight
Killing Ill intentions I won't mention those
I keep it wicked with these wretched flows I'm cold
And like December I'll dismember all your members
Kill pretenders if I missed you best believe I'm dumping repeat offenders
Give you one shot fool me once might not remember
But the second you attempt to do it again Imma have to send ya
To the depths where they could never you scream
Even Sigourney or Laurie Strode can't save you from this Halloween Nightmare infested section I'm wretched wit sentence nigga
I'm sending you donkeys to darkness unleash my henchman nigga
I am not on the fence when it comes to blessing these mics
It's either devilish or blessed but either way it's a flawless type
She calling my line but I'm telling her I can't talk tonight
I'm still busy cooking up in the lab keep my fortress tight
And whether that includes a queen or not is up to me
I try to keep my peace supreme so get the fuck from me
If we ain't breaking no type of bread don't pull out the cutlery
I ain't in this for friends homie there ain't no love in me
All of that shit left me minutes ago My heart it turned colder but colder I keep the sickest flows
You bitches is pigeon toed
Fuck bitches then give and go
I'm wicked witt lyrics my nigga this shit the pick and roll
And we stay on some other levels son we on for life
And We done popped a couple bottles now it's on tonight
You better goin turn up my treble when I'm on the mic
Cause this shit on another level son we gone for life
I kill all my devils with this gorgeous write
Put the pen down to the paper now I'm forced to write
Said we done popped a couple bottles shit we on tonight
And this shit on another we bitch we gone for life
On some other levels son we on for life
And we done popped a couple bottles now it's on tonight
You better goin and turn up my treble when I'm on the mic
Cause this shit on another level son we gone for life

Written by:
Jonathan Kunstadt

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