ISIS Lyrics

[Intro]
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder,
or better known as ADHD is a mental
disorder that affects an individual’s ability to focus
Causing them to move around more frequently
They may also have trouble controlling
their impulsive behaviours

[Joyner Lucas]
One time for them prayin’ on my downfall (Yeah)
Two times for the homies in the child hall
Three times for the hoes on the internet
And sh*ttin’ on ni**as when they really should get out more
Four times for the days I would hold back (Woo!)
Five times for the bi*ches who ain’t call back (Yeah)
Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— (Brap, brap, brap)

[Joyner Lucas]
Kidnap a ni**a like ISIS (Woah)
Turn a whole world to a crisis (Woah)
Walk around the city with a ice pick
I been paranoid, usually I ain’t like this (Boop!)
Ain’t no tellin’ how crazy I might get, uh (Woo!)
Beat the police with a knife stick (Boop!)
And my whole life, I been lifeless
Now I’m so fly, I’m a motherf**kin’ flight risk (Woo!)
(Woah)
f**k a couple hoes ’til I pas* out (Woah)
ni**as throwin’ stones at my glas* house (Woah)
I remember sleepin’ on my dad’s couch (Woah)
Now I got the Bentley, and it’s blacked out (Woah)
Family lookin’ at me like a cash cow (Woah)
Errybody dissin’ just to have clout (Woah)
Thought you had a chance, now you asked out
ni**a, I’m the motherf**kin’ man, where you at now? (Woah)
f**k it, I’ma hit ’em ’til they jumpin’
I ain’t trippin’, this is nothin’
I been livin’ in the dungeon
I done held a couple grudges
What the hell, I got to [?]
Meet the devil, I’m his cousin
I ain’t settlin’ for nothin’
Got a metal in the truck
I keep a semi when I’m bussin’
ni**as duckin’
Even Stevie Wonder couldn’t see it comin’
I ain’t judgin’
I just want the money, I don’t need a budget
I been hungry, I ain’t no weapon
But I got the munchies, ni**a
How you gon’ move on the front line? (Woo!)
If I don’t f**k with you, I just cut ties (Woah)
My high school teacher said I’d never be sh*t
Tell that bi*ch that I turned out just fine (Joyner)
And no, I don’t know you for the twelfth time (Woo!)
We do not share the same bloodline (No)
You love to run your mouth like a tough guy
Hope you keep the same energy when it’s crunch time (Woo!)

[Interlude]
According to the American Psychiatric as*ociation
It affects roughly eight percent of children
And two percent of adults
Commonly believed to only affect boys
Because they are perceived as rowdy and rambunctious

[Joyner Lucas]
One time for them prayin’ on my downfall (Yeah)
Two times for them bi*ches in the south shore (Woah)
Three times for them days on the block
Gettin’ chased by the cops like a motherf**kin’ outlaw
Four times for them days that were all bad (Woo!)
Five times for the bi*ches who ain’t called back (Yeah)
Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— (Brap, brap, brap)

[ Logic]
Me and Joyner need a couple hearse (Woo!)
Double homicide, kill the beat and the verses
Everybody livin’ on the surface
But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it
What’s beef?
Beef is when you murder motherf**kers on a beat, kill ’em all, kill ’em all
Nah, nah, what’s beef?
Beef is brothers hangin’ over sh*t that never mattered in the first place, lyin’ in the street
What’s peace?
Peace is when you leave it in the past, let it heal like a cast
When enough time pas*, and you blast
Kinda like John Wicke, bars like a convict
f**k around and you don’t wanna start sh*t, woo!
Comin’ with the hot sh*t, all they do is talk sh*t
You could never top it, boy, just stop
High and drunk, call that HD vision
All these other motherf**kers full of venicision
I murder with precision all over your television
I’m numero uno, number one and you is just a subdivision
Never listen, we gon’ leave them missin’
That’s the mission like ISIS (ISIS)
Ain’t no time to think it over, who the nicest
This Logic, it’s obvious
Just ask the audience
I’ve come to body this sh*t (Body this sh*t)
Yes, disagree, the Regis
You Cali, you pus**, you pus**
Push me, I’m Louis Vuitton
You at Target with your mom
On the internet still hatin’ on my last post (I hate this ni**a!)
I’m just finna stay back and mastros
My God!
Me and Joyner need a couple hearse (Woo!)
Double homicide, kill the beat and the verses
Everybody livin’ on the surface
But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it
Yeah, uh, far from the minimum
Killin’ ’em with no riddlin’
If [?], the middle men get a minute
Same room, now we on the same tune
And we still the gang-dum
The illest to live on the same sh*t
Rattpack, clap back on the gang sh*t
Do it for the love of rap, not for the fame sh*t, woo!
One time for the Grammy that I never got
Two times for the Garden that I sold out
Three times for the street crimes that I committed, yeah, I did it
But thank God that I made it out
Four times ’cause I’m a f**kin’ bastard
Five times Platinum with my last sh*t
Six times for the beats and the rhymes
f**k the heat and the crime
Keep the peace like a waistline, woo!


ISIS” is the third promotional song by Joyner Lucas from his upcoming sophomore studio album ADHD dropped Thursday, May 22, 2019, via Tully. The new track follows Devil’s Work and it features a collaboration with Logic.

Joyner Lucas ADHD
Cover album

Joyner Lucas announced his new single on Wednesday on social media by posting the single art along with the caption ” ISIS featuring _________ 1 pm sharp Eastern time tomorrow. #ADHD