Lyrics Line 'Em Up - Pats feat. The Kyd

I switch the flow up like I'm goin' vegan
Soon to be a Legend, Chrissy Tiegen
I'm bleeding for the game
You recognize the name
I can't understand these rappers claim to fame, it's a shame playa
What a shame playa
I'm zippin' up these naysayers
Throw 'em in the trash like a rebuild
Game broke, need a reseal
The real has been revealed
So kneel before me and the K Y D
We go back to the elementary
Imma do this until the cemetery
This ain't imaginary, I'm comin' through clear
Severe like a 12 gauge to your rib cage
Engaged, enraged, self-proclaimed assassin
It's Creed the way I be jabbin
Left, right, left
Boy got left just like a donation
My heart's racin' cus I know that I got it
The top spot is guarded but a leak's been spotted
Like a wallet in congestion, this is the fuckin' resurrection
Pats Musik

Put them in the firing line, line em up
As we rise, you all fall, your time is up
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin
Put them in the firing line, line em up
As we rise, you all fall, your time is up
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin

Imma give ya this on ice
I'm like Conn Smythe when I get on to bomb mics
Or the Sarge, Dwight D. Eisenhower
Bitch I've been on the rise to power since a small tyke
For blows, it's on sight, ya mode is contrite
While my own is on trife, ya hoes is all spite
I've been deemed the walking Hiroshima
I'm sicker with the scripture than a Richard Ramirez dreamed up
Rendition of Iwo Jima, know I be the reaper
Keep a keener chief demeanour, I'm eager to go deplete ya
The beastly creature, I'm easily the
Steeziest, most mischievous cheese receiver
It's the grand master in this shit
One to hand cash to or get slammed after when I spit
Y'all should quit, been down since the Lollipop era
Fuck around and get molliwopped, dare ya

Put them in the firing line, line em up
As we rise, you all fall, your time is up
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin
Put them in the firing line, line em up
As we rise, you all fall, your time is up
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin
We about to get it pop, pop, poppin