"Now, i know yall dont know much about me but When i tell yall, you need to just, like Keep ya mouth shut"
They always wanna be the greatest But they never trying to pass the ball I guess they just don't know what today is The King is back with aggression on the track
Floating' in this open ocean, hoping boaters will save they're life They ain't catch the memo Check my tide I'm rolling over drive They wanna create a divide Convince a side to grip a nine Bet, i clock out, Before that g'lock out I live to stay alive, You live for pussy Like a pussy, bitches clique They talk shit, i never trip My pumps is inches thicker than they dick You get a chick reference Sick with the flow, i boast a bolder message Just my presents is a gift to my era These corny rappers Superbad Micheal Cera to my Jonah Hill They'll never heal, I'm invincible Repeat it, This is not a drill I multiplied the game, balanced the x and y's Man of Steal, repping that, 7 8 5 Like I'm from Smallvile Kansas why you always shop the small deal In it to win it, I'm paving the brick to the future Leading my whole generation Get me to radio stations the masses will take what they playing, reverse it, and learn how i spit it Intended intention acquitted They quitters, I'm quickest to counter Refute ya Old Mac G, gotta reboot ya Shoot you miles down the path to success They step back, I fly above they radar with a jet-pack I'm stacked like a heavy lifter on steroids Cocaine and loads of Vicodin Get better, i like my highs always heighten Critics piping in, Tell em' Pipe down, this is my fight now You really trying ta, Right now? Fuck you mean you got that mad heat? You live to please the street, i live to please the beats Thats it
They always wanna be the greatest But they never trying to pass the ball I guess they just don't know what today is The King is back with aggression on the track
(Add-2) Introducing…the rapper you can't fuck with I pick up where I left off like a punch in, then I, walk in like I run shit Then walk out like its nothing, I’m mean I mean I do this often I off ten rappers, off with their heads, leaving, all of they bread Like Hanzel, Gretal, handsome devil, hand some can of whoop Ass to yo ass and tell you hello, how ya doing? How you been nigga? Who the hell is you and who is them nigga? I don’t need a team I been solo Kylo Ren nigga Beast mode, my flow is like I rap with a cheat code I hop inside the booth like clark kent in his street clothes Ill, my skill set, still real as real gets I’m winning these niggas whining they sounding like Keith Sweat No friends in this industry just rappers that I ain't killed yet Told me bow to the throne but I ain't kneel yet Better come for your bands aid, in the cut like band aids I’m the answer, no question like there ain't a hand raised Nigga If you gonna kill me pull the trigger But if you sending shots I throw em back like it was liquor Only way I’d throw the towel if I was Mean Joe Green So fuck you like the same song Cee Lo sing See im independent and they see me winning When I make a killing, I ain't spare a feeling And my flow is cold but I ain't never chilling And they never touch the flow kinda like the ceiling Sealing everything! every time, any place, any day Damn yo shit suck how you get this far anyway?!! Anyways I spit fire make your crew cop candles On wax I cut cats like preme chop samples Don’t put us on the tracks if you cats can't race I want your spot, tell your Dalmatian shit ain't safe
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