Interlude 02
[Verse: Sabbath M]
Uh, Shooting down stars go ahead and make a wish
Cooking up a hot rhyme go ahead and grab a dish
Cause the shit I'm bout to spit can really turn into a hit
Like a lion in the kingdom, I line em and kill em with lyrics
The reason why your chick wanna touch me, like a phone with no buttons
Yes I’m stunting and you fronting
The reason why your homies always stab you in the back
Or did you not get the irony in that
Rapidly I kill a verse and don't relax
Like Rick Ross you can never hold me back
So hold my bag cause I'm about to blow like dynamite
And you can die tonight if you do not stand up and fight
Sabbath M