[Intro: Gina Savage]
"Weh di bloodclaat do yuh? Siddung, siddung!"
"I've never been afraid to put on, have I?"
It's Scarlxrd, duh
"Ah, a long time ago, almost forty years, it is now"
"I hired a man to do my worrying for me"
"Siddung, siddung!"

[Verse: Scarlxrd]
Hating from afar, that won't get you far
We go way too large, yeah, I don't wanna start
You been on my back, bitch, I don't give a fuck, uh
I don't give a fuck, uh, I don't-, ay
Lesson, ask me 'bout a lesson ("Play it, play it!")
I don't do no stressing, baby, why you stressing?
Maybe check your lenses, bitch, you didn't get the message
Maybe check your lenses, bitch, you didn't get the message
Yeah, am I different?
I've been in this hole now for a minute
Shit been way too cold, it got me distant
Always see me here but I don't listen
When you see me show respect and squint your fucking eyes
S-C-A-R-L-X-R-D, all he do is shine
I still don't wear chains for ice, for eyes gon' make you blind
On a different wave, I'll drown you in my fucking tide, ok
Vocal rest from screaming in the void
You thought that was louder but to me it made no noise
Operation: "Getting power, never worried 'bout you boys"
Never tripping over cowards, let 'em test me, get destroyed
Back on bullshit, ain't no point in playing coy
Back to fucking spitting like a n***a unemployed
They turned their back on me, my name Taka, that's the point
Laughing while they listen to my sounds and get annoyed
All these fucking incidentals, I don't ride around in rentals
Generation talent, skip it, all your shit be sounding sterile
Give a fuck if they don't listen, spitting facts is fundamental
Tracks for tracks, it's getting touched, I'm 'bout to bury instrumentals
You too worried 'bout the love, you let yourself get sentimental
They say, "Scar? He out of touch", but really I'm just temperamental
N***a, call my fucking bluff, I hit they line at your temple
King Scar, what? Growing exponential
If you feel the room is spinning, stand up
Seven summers, never messed up
Hate me all you want, I never bluff
In other words, enough to make you burn
Ah, hold your phone, I can not give a fuck
I'll always do enough to make it work
You hear this shit especially from my lungs
Feel the room is spinning, stand up