Savage Nomad

**** school, stole the scales out of chemistry class (Style)
And made it all come back like memory lapse (Yeah)
Im in that matte black Lac, strap under the floor mat (Uh)
A weather man it be, I predict the forecast (Yeah)
Shower any beat with the dirtiest vocab
This was the sad man, hes to be a savage nomad (Style)
Shirtless with a vest , stayin warm by burnin trash
Give a toe tag to a broke-ass who talk fast but slow cash (Yeah)
Who you think ya dealin with? My resume is killa, ***** (Style)
Dealt with so much pain that I dont even know what feelin is
Block of boarded houses, in between them lie the killin fields (Yeah)
Been through so many raids, we treat that **** like its a fire drill
Mayday, mayday, sound the alarm (Woo)
No ice on my neck but she love me for my charm
Might sniff on the weekend and sip on some XO (Style)
Back up in this ***** like I just ****ed my ex-ho
My vocal take a green beret, kill the verse, leave booth decay (Uh-huh)
Service when I word it, sweet enough to leave a tooth decay (Uh)
Oreo charades, a game of 'O' like in her day
Heard your music, feel sorry for anybody that plays
Or sprays or even says that they like your **** (Style)
*****, Im far from a ho, but lifes a ***** (Uh-huh)
And if any other *** ** got a problem with me
Ill pull up on your playground at a quarter to three, mother****er
*Laughing*
(Check) Who you think youre dealin with?
The flow Chinese arithmetic (Style)
Trippin if they get real, nasty like black licorice (Uh-huh)
Always on some different ****, your whole style is impotent
I ignore a whore like an email from LinkedIn (Huh)
I put you further in that hole that you sleepin in (Yeah)
Mixin Red Bull, listening to Minnie Riperton (Yeah)
Its quite simple, Im mental, all over instrumentals
Detrimental to health, lyrics is quintessential (Style)
**** around and ayy (Ayy), make the make money (Ney)
Ill whip your head, they gotta wrap it up like you was hit (Ill whip your head, boy)
No compete, continue, doc attendin to you
They come down, they end up the way a fairy tale (Mm)
Every day same ****, different porta-potty
** ** the game up, you *****s buzzin like a dyke
Bunch of Danny copies but they trash and sloppy (Slop)
Mistake the boy and you deserve a highway robbery
*Laughing*