Lyrics My Season - HUSL

Carry cold steel in a room full of flames
Shootin' at the hottest yeah I got the coldest aim
Seasons do change but the ranks stay the same
My game is unlimited forever hunting game
Game to drop em with a head shot, I'm dead-shot, you dead mane
The drum and me are wrist locked hear click clock then let it bang
Death stains help the reaper find his destination
Blast you off to hell like mail they been awaiting
With a glock named Satan I can shoot you full of sin
Ain't no heaven for a nigga holding demons in his skin
Was given the medicine and then I poisoned it
Corruption the cure, my weapon pure, I stay poised wit it
A necessary evil spit sinister on cathedrals
I sentence you to the easel ease up before I eat you
The belly of the beast I'm the only one in beast mode
A fallen demi being but I still follow the God code
God got me but who got you
I'm a righteous lethal weapon my right arm imbued
Use the devil bringer just to bring you closer to the truth
I'm intertwined with destiny, I'm definitely bad news

My season, the climates changed the time is now
You temporary niggas, I'm spittin' timeless now
Bow down to the man no crown
I'm writin' with an ice pick, I spit winter now

Now or never spit fixed fates and false forevers
You will never Everest you'll die when the weather hits
Think you can weather this you be lacking in common sense
I'm the main course all you other niggas condiments
Legendary chill, so cold I don't exist
So cold I ice wrists with ice that I invent
All iced out event spit ice when I vent
In winter time I'm winter primed
I can weather a weather blitz
I be writin weather permits
Even if no weather permits
Cryogenically charged for murder that I attempt
The air around me condensed, my aura negative ten
I could freeze your ascent and have you sunk in a pit
The elevator goes down I'm here to give you a lift
Ride with me if you down then you can die with me
Sarcophagus flow, I catch a body with this
You get bodied for not thinking keep ya mind in the mix
Intermixed wit DreamEater the nightmare rapper
Coldest hands suit of ice I dare say I'm dapper
My season I'm a walking AC
A breath of fresh air I'm the coldest MC

My season, the climates changed the time is now
You temporary niggas, I'm spittin' timeless now
Bow down to the man no crown
I'm writin' with an ice pick, I spit winter now

Destination top dog my position lone wolf
I can hit ya from a distance pop tops like stove cooks
Stone cold tablet tapestry writing before books
Keep yo eyes on the song I make you listen for looks
You ever looking for bars you best be looking my way
I keep em cold in the freezer I let em ice in the tray
Ice age I sage I den seasoned up a storm
I'm a paladin pile it in or die without a form

My season, the climates changed the time is now
You temporary niggas, I'm spittin' timeless now
Bow down to the man no crown
I'm writin' with an ice pick, I spit winter now

Lin Kuei legacy, think and write legibly
High enough to leave your nose blown in the everbleeds
So cold I'm hot hit you with a freezer burn
Burn a furnace, melt a thermost any season I can freeze