Welcome everybody, SLR 3
Moment of silence for them
Round of applause for me


I pause to put a round in the palms of thieves
And then clap for them, bring it back to them

Soundtrakk I bring my back tone
Cause they ain't ready for the front, facts to them
Like my ^!$$% Mickey Factz to them

Aye Mickey what the wicky-wicky wack doin'?

They ain't from us but they claimin' they Columbus

Their raps come off flat cause they ain't in circumference
They ain't in the cypher of some lifers
Them ^!$$%s probation, soon to be leavin' Rikers

They ain't see us as the circle of my peers
Sir cool but he ain't spheres
That means he ain't fierce as this

Sailboat wouldn't survive in the ocean of my tears
Bring it back to the peek, that's the circle of my peers
The back is what I said

Ready for the front,
I rap it out the back of my head
Know it like the back of my hand

Cowboy or calf like the back of my leg
You ain't seein' what I said
That's cause it's comin' out the back of my dreads

You ain't see it, gotta watch what I say
Wash a ^!$$% away or dock a ^!$$% pay
I bring it back to the piers

And if you ready for that
You've just received the deadliest catch
That you've seen in years

Match, and if you think I'm playin'
Back when you were saying
What in the world was that

When I was sayin' about the world
I was talkin' 'bout when the $#&@in' world was flat


Welcome everybody, SLR 3
Moment of silence for them
Round of applause for me


So what we got here
Some Top Ramen talking about some top tier

Some top rhymin' to some boxed ears
Such a waste of my timing, that's why I'm not here
This recite is just a sight of the

The real me is out droppin' crop circles all over Iowa
You're witnessin' a one man cypher-a
One hand's a gun, the other hand's a silencer

If I @@#! the thumb, you gotta take a hike to the
Hitch, @@#!, psychotic, did you get that plot?
If you ain't get the words then just make a little bird

So you can hear what the fist don't stop, this %#@! don't stop
Let you debate whether it's birds telling %#@!
Fingernail shells come out my pistol top

I wear a Rollie so my wrist don't watch
Cause he don't like to see it, ain't that a (*##$?
The same wrist I shoot the three with, game winnin' remix

Revisit the ship, upon which ^!$$%s seasick
Floatin' on the water out the eyes that I see with
Burnin' on the fire out the eyes that I see with

So as we heat seekin' the seen heater sea-seein'
But $#&@ it, it's too far off the deep end
I don't need a reason, I ain't talkin' to them

I just CC'd them Tetsuo season

SLR 3, Round of Applause

Silencer on my hand so my rounds won't sound at all
Now how that sound to y'all?
Maybe how dog whistles sound to dogs

Tetsuo season
Album comin' out, super soon
That's right, so I'm gon' rock this way

And ^!$$%s poppin' %#@!, it ain't got nothin' to do with me
And just capitalize off all the free press
Because my publicist charges a lot to do the same %#@!
As these ^!$$%s doin' it for free
And I can just rap, because really

%#@! don't mean nothin' to me
I can rap all day, pop %#@! all day
And you ^!$$%s just soak it up
Believe it, if I stop, still gets headlin