Verse 1 :

Tactics manifest this is who i wanna be
Youre still not you commiting industry robbery

Stoic like Sean Connery i treat em equal
Pussy or not bitches get backhanded like Seagal

I do it legal dont play by their hands at all
Call me puppetmaster cuz i marionett a brawl

Im a journalist what i write is the current game
But dont mistake me for CNN cuz i got no servant to blame

Youre desertin the strain it takes to be jaded
Opening your mouth claiming you derserve to be hated

You got these retards fooled but not me i stay informed
I wait a little bit to see a desperate Fey in porn

Everyday i scorn these bitches crying for grammies
Oscars Emmys whatever these people have sexual thoughts of grannies

Sever the ties between the Rockefellers and the aspiring snakes
Erase Jay Z from the face of the earth and liberate the stakes









Chorus:

Im a Battlefield tactician
With futuristc great visions
Replace these fake pussies
with hard work and talent its the mission








Verse 2:

See them crying for fame absolutely zero control
On autopilot sucks dick for cash if he has to take a stroll

Thats who want to beef with me but i digress
Open their asses up in a single comment and have em pressed

Fuck around and find out whos next already crushed a clown
Rushed him down military combat style look at you youre flustered now

Stab you with your own knife i aint even involved
Just advising the sharpness die and fuck off

Im tryna be this im tryna be that
Social media got the cowards trying some top hats

Ima stop that im a catalyst what you say on FB
Gets consequences once again like ST

Claiming youre a badass you better hope you are
In 2005 i kicked your asses and your homies sprinted the 30 yard

Now their mothers coming to me for dick see im nice
Feed them twice a day and ass for desert if they eat it right






Chorus:








Verse 3:

Play life like a game of chess move the pieces accordingly
These assholes infiltrated the game to spew bs disorderly

So im animated fuck accolades that requires being out of place
I put a price tag on myself that not even George Soros could pay

I got self respect that i self protect even a buck have you hooked
Live lavish spending the money on drugs therapy sessions and comic books

You aint a crook youre a victim playing a part
Probably raped by your dad before he had to depart

Dont ever talk shit thinking security got your back
Cuz when i drop a track its laced venom covers the tip like its crack

Youre so wack your bitch on Onlyfans dropping her pants for a stack
Go rap about how i shot your confidence to a new low when i snapped

Supposedly barely even had to react put out a diss track that exploded
On your faces closet racists you cant even be it in public cuz ur loaded

I destroyed you and move on if its war then im the first grunt where the border be
Shift between weapons like the batalion at Normandy