Triple Threat lyrics

[Verse 1: Gleason]
Assault is telescopic, bet you didn’t see that coming
Me and Shady like lawyers cos it’s bars that we runnin’
Run and Gun like Cuphead, diss us? Drop dead
Know its lyrical poison, that’s what I mean by Fed

[Verse 2: YourFavouriteshady]
JMC got me plugged in, talking section 39
Feeling on the level of triple AAA, here's a fine
You being energized? I'll reach right back and rip out your battery's
Then I'm reaching back to do a battery

[Verse 3: Young Gleason]
Hello. Think you better than me? N.O
Young Gleason is the king, it’s my MO
Want to collaborate on a song? LO-
L, that’s what you’ll be taking, FO-

[Verse 4: Gleason]
CUS, like I’m cussing you out in the middle of a sandstorm
You ain’t got any moisturе, your bars dry out faster than Angstrom
Big Brain, sending for me and you’ll bе left with distain
Please refrain, sending for the Kings but you’re insane, watch this pen game

[Verse 5: YourFavouriteShady]
Spitting bars at molecular level, got that 20 20 20 vision
See with six eyes on me that I'm different
Precision with the point, you be praying that I missed b*tch
But ignoring that prayer cause with god I did switch
[Verse 6: Young Gleason]
Punched a guy in his di*k, now he can’t see straight
That’s a bisexual bar, double entendre if you will
I don’t just shoot straight, I shoot to kill
You’ll die on the mic next to me, that’s your fate

[Verse 7: Gleason]
Changed my name, f*ck the game, f*ck the fame, lit the flame
Sent for Miller, sent for Draco, sent for Presidents, Ivan Drago
Dead presidents, dead rappers, dead MCEEs, deadass cappers
We still pushing, we still grinding, we still trying, you still crying

[Verse 8: YourFavouriteShady]
Charles sh*t how I'm king with the verse
Taking a trip to the hearse
Magma and manic attacks (sh*t's dubious)
Burn em up like mount vesuvius

[Verse 9: Young Gleason]
Triple threat like smoking ket, it’s messing with your senses
Leave you defenceless like having no roof over your head
You’re trying to sleep but you ain’t got a bed, I’m not pretentious
But you man are homeless and I ain’t referring to fences

[Verse 10: Gleason]
Triple threat, know this freestyle heaven-sent like Bob Marley
Think you can bruise me? Hah- b*tch you’ll never even scar me
Acting goofy on the riddim but you’ll fracture like Khaki
I act goofy on the track but stay equipped like a car key- bar please-
[Verse 11: YourFavouriteShady]
1 2 3 b*tch please, knocking your lights out
1 2 3 b*tch, you gon bleed from that mouth
4 5 6 hits in the cranium, ain't training em
7 8 9 feet deep in the ground (and your mom), strike like big ben

[Verse 12: Young Gleason]
Fell down a well, landed in a pot of gold, I best bestowed
I vowed to use this talent to help build a road, that’s the goal
Me and Kieran rapping side by side, like it’s ride or die
But you man have no friends and you’ll commit suicide, Jesus Christ