VI Seconds
Tokyo Gold
[Intro]
It's the furthest I've ever been from home
It really is a different planet
There's a certain order that almost haunts Tokyo
I find it beautiful it's just, it's just so different

[Verse 1: Anonymuz]
Uh, let me bring it right back let me bring it right back
Freedom my freedom my needle might stack
My demons might see that I reach the night at
My n***a, my n***a I keep it like that (And they wonder why)
G's ain't smilin'
See ain't wildin'
People from a plane n***a we take islands
Keep 'em in a plane then I teach them n***as pain
When I beat 'em like I'm bane n***a heat ain't risin'
Whip them when the night's dark
Sickest when I rhyme
I was givin' them devices like a grip
I give 'em my art
With malicious writtens I'm commissioned in a fight star
N***a, I'ma eat and put my victims in a pie chart
I are where the mics are n***a
I'm a fuckin' black hole to a night star
Try to be the fuckin' rap hov' when I write bars
N***as seem to fuckin' plateau when I spike, dawg
N***as ain't ready
Give them a hell put the weight up in the can I was in the paint heavy
Wait a minute
It's straight crack in these eight tracks and the ninth raw
My God this is payback
Back pay attention to the tension when it breaks
Snap back to reality where fallacy is on
And every principality in vow that we uphold
Is invaluable, devaluin' the value of your soul, gold
[Hook]
Gold watch, gold chain
Gold teeth, gold ring
Gold watch, gold chain
Gold teeth, gold ring
Gold watch, gold chain
Gold teeth, gold ring
Gold watch, gold chain
Gold teeth, gold ring

[Verse 2: VI Seconds]
I pull out the metal and n***as start runnin' but none of these n***as are runnin' for gold
N***as be talking bout stackin' the bricks, I do that shit too, but mine are all gold
Bodyin' bodies in any vicinity was only for fuckers it's never a goal
Beast in the flesh, eating your flesh, [?] for the gold
That I wear on my teeth, people starin' at me
It's apparent to see that no ones comparin' to me
People are scared of having anyone pairin' wit' me
'Cause of my flair and no one's puttin' fear into this G
Enemy season, movements of all of my enemies
Steppin' to me your lay flat, like steppin' on centipedes
Million hits of ketamine that stresses the recipe
To hit from different angles like you fightin' wit' ten of me
My whole reason for
My flow beastin' it's
Not your season
I'm gettin' my chips
I blow speakers
When I go either
Y'all know the reaper and y'all die quick
Hi I'm VI the demigod
When I let shit spit it's oh my God
Evacuate the buildin' cause ain't no body safe
Gorgeous or not you'll drop dead fuck yo' face
It don't matter in the presence of the red
It don't matter to a n***a who does everything he says
I'll stomp you 'till I lose my soul, hold on 'till you lose your soul
Cold motherfucker wit' a fetish for gold, I'm ghost
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