Lyrics 7 AM - Christopher Spade

Spade, what'd you do this time?
7 AM, I've arisen
Time to go and paint the town with crimson
I will put a blade in your cornea if you try to go and fuck up my vision yuh
Three years since I started
And I'm never stopping
Been making these motherfuckers do a double take with these words that I'm jotting
So I'ma be Spade till death
That means till my last breath
So before that, I'ma use all of it to show you fuckers I'm running this shit
Try and come at me, bitch
I started when I was just 15
And here I am 18 and never degrading
A G.O.A.T. in the making
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And I'll never stop spraying
Stop thinking I'm playing
I'm brutally battering
Your blood is spattering
Bones will be shattering
Make you start staggering
Sick of the chattering
So every piece of your brain I'll be scattering
Across the pavement
I'm running this shit
I'll be making you run from me, bitch
This is just the beginning
I'll always stay spitting
I swear that I mean every word that I've written
Motherfuckers know that I got this
Every time that I drop shit
I go no reason to stop this
You that I'm coming through and never halting
Bitch, you'll never top this
These fucking chains are breaking
Now I'm on the loose
And coming after you
Your life I will reduce
To dust
And you can see me now
I'm 'bouta just combust
So bare witness to what I will conduct
Yeah,
It's S, to the P, to the A-D-E
Just in case you missed it
If you ever do come at me
You will be feeling this fist hit
All I ever feel within my mind is shattered glass and earthquakes
Lately, I've been stuck within my dreams
Now I'm wide awake