Blood On My Hands

[Chorus: Elijah Kyle]
Walk with me down the dark path
Take a leap of faith I ain't goin' back
Skeletons brought a few with me
Couple rappers burried in a way back
A stable mind, what's coming next?
But on my hands I can't [?]
Spredic thoughts, bring the paramedics
All enemies get laid to rest, yeah

[Verse 1: Elijah Kyle]
Yeah heard some people want the smoke
Fuck typin' yeah-yeah, say that shit to my face
You little fuse now I'm laughing and watching your ego blew up in your face
Off with this head take a picture right next to the the body
Apparently watching my moves is a hobby
Apparently you don't walk in the Prodigy
I'm an Annomally everybody wanna talk
Listen no I don't wanna rap to you little bitches
Gucci Gang style phone brain lease sippin' fake dough
Gold chain but you can't even pay for your car rent
Bills, pills, pop, no lyrics fake image all gimicks
But all of you tweeting the next Pac please stop
Woah maybe I'm just overthinkin' or tired of bein' so underrated
Maybe I'm scared to ship a secret
And I will never get back to the shore
Yes I've been here before pushin' my limits
You know that I'm drivin' it's always outspoken
It's still here fuck the system no matter your salary
Jumpin' in position you're keepin' away that you wanna be treated
And if it's not [?] we have global now better get educated
Got a screw loose and a short fuse you the type to buy you can outchew
Why you talk shit when you barely know me?
Your child's son fuckin' hold this trophy
Till I [?] hoping no one can know me
Dump playin' nice I am not the only, that's facts

[Chorus: Elijah Kyle]
Walk with me down the dark path
Take a leap of faith I ain't goin' back
Skeletons brought a few with me
Couple rappers burried in a way back
A stable mind, what's coming next?
But on my hands I can't [?]
Spredic thoughts, bring the paramedics
All enemies get laid to rest, yeah

[Chorus: King Blitz]
Yeah, yeah, uh
Walk with me down the dark path
Take a leap of faith I ain't goin' back
Skeletons brought a few with me
Couple rappers burried way in the back
I'm King Blitz with a cheek of respect
Blood on my hands if it's dark respect
Leave your ass in the pyramids
I'm the enemies get laid to rest

[Verse 2: King Blitz]
Check, Elijah fool (Yeah)
It's over their heads (Pow, pow)
Call me a buddy now that nigga dead
Already said they be the feds don't even bench
She left you on read don't do no session but ready you solid
And that's the only that I can tell
Catching 'em plane and copping my bill
I'm undefeated they trappers they feel
I was delivered 'cause I'm 'mil
Hearin' them seven but I ain't the bill
I got these bars like I'm in a cell
Like I'm on a cell, I'm makin' these sells
What you expect is basically you threw an abjection by tryin' me
Strapped to a chair everybody wanna be this pussy tellin' me
And even though know my recipe
Really couldn't get the best of me
Cut it like a chemis' niggas really got the recipe
And know I'm a G, and a player, and a referee
I'm all about the bills like a motherfucking felony
And don't you got a felony? Especially when I'm elevated
'Cause I been on the rise they been hella hatin
Now they prefer to I never made it, woah

[Verse 3: Elijah Kyle]
Yeah
Never make that
That, ain't no option
Curb too strong, it's a possible to block this
Pour my soul 'fore I take my conscious
Bleed my pain first name's a profit
You can take my hand it'll be ok
But the shovel with me just to dig your grave
God let hate so I knew, I made it that way
That homie' gon meet your fate

[Chorus: King Blitz]
Yeah, yeah, uh
Walk with me down the dark path
Take a leap of faith I ain't goin' back
Skeletons brought a few with me
Couple rappers burried way in the back
I'm King Blitz with a cheek of respect
Blood on my hands if it's dark respect
Leave your ass in the pyramids
I'm the enemies get laid to rest