[Intro]
Daddy, chill

[Chorus: Oricadia]
Type of guy to beat you, if you righteous with me (Yeah)
You the type to do or die, childish to me cause'
I don't really fight fair, all in the streets
I don't really fight fair, it's calling to me
I said bring em' in, weed em' out
When we swingin in, bring the ceiling down
I don't really fight fair, all in the streets
I don't really fight fair, let the spiders all eat

[Verse 1: Daddyphatsnaps]
When the task gets fahrenheitless
That's when they wanna make sacrifices
Only got dogs, you don't bare to like us
Said you wanna do right, that don't make you like us
Said you wanna do right, that don't make you rightеous
If you make three lefts, you can make it right but
You only wastе time, and time is priceless
And sometimes that could mean life or lifeless
You get a little scratch, then you flip the vinyl
But all of those scratches make you timeless
Got all of the lasks, pain, and violence
That taught me, these bandages made me like this
Thought you wanted lime light 'till it came and blinded
Well, it's only bright lights on the main assignments
And I don't got time for the aching whining
Said you needed more time, well, then stay inside
Bitch, I got one chance, I'mma do it
You couldn't do it once, I might do it thrice
Anything I do, bet I do it nice
I hit every border, I don't round a corner
Ain't an U in sight, you ain't moving right
But a siren light, bet you move it right
You might lose a half, that's some future wife
You put you and I in a do or die
That's a six feet, that's a suit and tie
That's an you in sky, that's a flew the kite
That's a swim with fish, that's a scuba dive
Then I s-s-stutter, that's a suicide
Dropping multi verses in the multiverses
Multiple of me like multi turrets
Had to shed my being, now I'm molted perfect
Through inferno fire, all to mold a purpose, on God
[Chorus: Oricadia]
Type of guy to beat you if you righteous with me
You the type to do or die - childish to me 'cause
I don't really fight fair all in the streets
I don't really fight fair, it's calling to me
I said bring them in, weed them out
When we swinging in, bring the ceiling down
I don't really fight fair all in the streets
I don't really fight, let the Spiders all eat

[Verse 2: Daddyphatsnaps]
Bitches don't listen a peep, I try to give 'em the sneak
Still they ain't hearing 'cause everyone thinking they peak
They try to show me the plan, nothing to see, then I start hearing the shriek
Phone, all of a sudden it beep, beep, see why you listen to me
And already I'm mobbing the scene, gotta clear the anomalies, I ain't just pop in for comic relief
All these Hobie's with hobbies can stay in the lobby, and mob with the copies, they not in my league
Every move has a method, the madness methodical, team only moving methodically
I don't flock with the sheep, I'm the Shepherd, no predators better be ready to weather
The devil embedded, I'm better, I told you the message
I meant what I said when I said it, forgot it, forget it
Forgot if you let 'em, you fuck with the canon
I cock it and dead 'em, and hop in the cockpit
And drop on your copies and drop 'em, got problems in every dimension
But that is on monet, you followed the best, look, an op is an op, and they'll pop if you let 'em
They calling me papi, and just like your papi, I pop with the leather
Bet all of you falling in line when I get up, a hero or felon can switch in
Whatever character respected the most
Better leave your family on the road
No choice, just the way that it go
If you get in the way of the Call of Duty, you might end up a Ghost
[Chorus: Oricadia]
Type of guy to beat you if you righteous with me
You the type to do or die - childish to me 'cause
I don't really fight fair all in the streets
I don't really fight fair, it's calling to me
I said bring them in, weed them out
When we swinging in, bring the ceiling down
I don't really fight fair all in the streets
I don't really fight, let the Spiders all eat