Yeah, yeah
Ayo, The Impostor, it's time.
It's time, The Impostor (aight, The Impostor, begin).
Straight out the sussy dungeons of rap.
The kill drops deep as does my murder.
I never run, 'cause to run is the friend of birder.
Beyond the walls of crewmates, life is defined.
I think of survival when I'm in a The Skeld from "Among Us" state of mind.
Hope the bill got some will.
My till don't like no dirty spill.
Run up to the mill and get the drill.
In a The Skeld from "Among Us" state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The evil kill?
You complain about people venting.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the mill.
I'm rappin' to the task,
And I'm gonna move your flask.
Innocent, quiet, strong, like a vent
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an accent.
I can't take the people venting, can't take the death.
I woulda tried to hide I guess I got no seth.
I'm rappin' to the flask,
And I'm gonna move your task.
Yea, yaz, in a The Skeld from "Among Us" state of mind.
When I was young my friend had a lament.
I waz kicked out without no present.
I never thought I'd see that consent.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my friend's event.
A spiffing survive is quite the drive.
Thinking of survival. Yaz, thinking of survival (survival).
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