Marlon Craft - Their Worst Nightmare lyrics

It’s the whiskey-sippin
Sickly-spittin villain
With the still precision fuck wit me you end
Up worse off than your children’s pension
Mentioning my symptoms in a
Sentence is an ill decision
I’m finger-flippin
Thinkin shit that’s outta this dimension
Fuck an accolade, I leave you
Actin slayed, track for days
Catch em where they lay and then lacerate
Shit, and don’t expect me to act ashamed
You fucked yourself up like you
Levitate while you masturbate
I’m the fuckin king and if
You try to tax evade
You get sniped cause my
Thoughts darker than Wesley
These lyrical semis are deadly so I
Wouldn’t upset me or test me
With the pencil cause I’m known
To let the lead free
And if you try to withstand, you’ll be with
Stan, chopped in the trunk of the van
While I drink a fifth and cry to
Shady all bout how I coulda lived
Only difference is I’m killin verses
‘fore I hit the bridge
I went to sleep a young intellectual but it’s
Crazy what a couple cold sweats’ll do
Assassin with these words
Got unlimited weapons dude cause I’m
A money shot and
I think I’m bout to invest in you
Might go up in the Capitol building wit
No accomplice and take a shit
On the House floor, act all accomplished
And call myself a Congressman
Maybe they’ll bargain then
Might go bargin’ in Mr zimmerman’s front
Door actin all mad motherfuckin’ hardcore
Tell him stand his ground
Then blam the pound
Throw a hoodie on em and call it in
"A man is down" you better pray I wake up
You better pray I wake up
You better pray I wake up
You better pray I wake up, you better