Carlo Cozzolino - Internal Strife Lyrics

Ya better spare ya nine lives if youz a copy cat
Cuz it's the snotty brat, burnin' punks like body fat
And imma 'bout to set if off, like I lit a fuse
When I rampage the stage, it means bitter news
Leavin' crews blistered, bruised, and scarred
I never miss with the gat, call me a shootin' guard
Give me the mic, and it's like a heat wave
Have ya sleep in a deep grave, from rhymes I keep saved
I'm forever livin' bloodthirsty and money hungry
I'll never show any mercy, or try to be buddy buddy
With these weak skilled, washed up professional buffoons
Those who hard headed and skeptical assume
That I'm gonna sell my soul, appeal to mainstream
Whatever fame brings, promise to remain clean
Ain't gonna sign away my life, name, and dreams
Nobody tried to help my scheme, to remain supreme

Rocked off brand jeans, now my gold chains gleam
Livin' like Scarface, but it's not the same scene
Survive 'til the finish, kill those that came between
The world is mine for the takin', plus my name rings
Bells, I bring hell to those tryna leak rumors
Those who don't take action make for weak rulers
Never hid behind a mask, let my pride shine
Came a long way, from starvin' on the sidelines