This Morning Lyrics

Yo

Haha

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Yah

Grr

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Try to test, I suggest that you don't try it

You heard of Nati, burner on me like the stove fryin'

The .9 is my co-pilot, it'll make you go flyin'

Man, these rappers flyin' coach, never flown private

They should switch to Diet Coke, they on a coke diet

You ain't supplyin' dope, you just go buy it

Never sold white in your whole life, we don't buy it

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

I don't play nice, he'll know I don't like him

Catch him Late Night like Conan O'Brien

Or spray in broad daylight and pray there's no sirens

You listenin' to a GOAT rhymin'

When my verse plays, the earth quakes; man, the flow's seismic

I got it down to a whole science

You below average, so savage is the mode I'm in

Woke up this mornin' and I

Got myself a gun

The man in the mirror looked back in fear

At the monster I've become

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

I'll turn a mosh pit to a whole riot

There's no Logic when I go ISIS

You know everything I touch turns to gold, Midas

These clones bitin' like Tyson, they'll steal your whole likeness

The flows I spit are quite sick, no virus

Get his throat sliced with an ice pick, it's a cold climate

You froze up, your flows suck like an old Dyson

I woke up and I chose violence

You know I am so giant, I'ma Goliath

I sit on a Throne of Thorns with no rose by it

Siftin' through the quotes I spit is like gold minin'

I'm droppin' gems the size of the fuckin' Hope Diamond

There's no competitors; I'm better you're a joke, Titus

I don't need you to give me credit or co-sign it

Only way your flow competes with mine is if I ghostwrite it

Woke up this mornin' and I

Got myself a gun

The man in the mirror looked back in fear

At the monster I've become

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

I'm a god like Zeus, bitch, I throw lightnin'

Make ya Breathe and Stop like Q-Tip, get ya whole Tribe hit

These New Kids ain't on the Block, they just rode by it

He ain't got the chrome by him; man, his posts lyin'

They easy targets, anemic artists with low iron

Catch him at Nieman Marcus, wet his coat linin'

We don't speak to sergeants; that's the code, never broke silence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

The only bags you get are the ones under both eyelids

You don't go by in the Rolls flyin' with low mileage

You don't own it and don't drive it, just pose by it

My foes frightened, find him a corner to go cry in

Crush 'em like wine grapes, you YK Osiris

You broke tryin' to gloat knowin' you owe clients

Hang these rappers out to dry; man, I clothesline 'em

Woke up this mornin' and I

Got myself a gun

The man in the mirror looked back in fear

At the monster I've become

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence

Woke up this mornin' and I chose violence