[Verse 1] I'm Youtube rap G-O-D Take a knee, and pray to me I'm top one, fuck top five! I'm the one who made Dax die Eagle-eye with the foresight Round one is a dog fight And it got me thinking you could try to run But the circle shrinking like Fortnite! Cause' I kill 'em all! (?) I kill 'em all! Like the school-shooter when they mess with me Bring an SMG to the lunch-hall (BANG!) All the bodies that drop DizzyEight getting mopped Mumble raps could get rocked Who the fuck wanna box? Just The Gawd? VI Seconds turn to VI (?) when I leave him tickin' like a clock Batter rappers like Eazy-Mac I just microwave 'em and stop (Ha!) You the new Blindsight, I'm like John Cena He can't see me, I'm Houdini, who's gonna beat me? You all wishin', but you don't got, no blue genie No magic carpet, just bikinis You little bitches, ain't competing I'm on top, and I'll always be, cause' I'm not leaving! I'm the NoLifeShaq of rap I react as fast as cats I'm like CryptTheRapper when he's passing gas Way too deadly, yeah VI Sec' gon' PMS, when he gets pegged, by me like BMX My MAC is lethal, yes One piece of lead inserted in his bleeding chest Can end up low, like Derrick Rose when on the Bulls And tearing cartilage Bitch, I'm foul as Artemis! Bitch, I'm marvelous! All I ever did was keep this shit three-hundred like the Spartans did! I'm not party sent! I'm the fuckin' truth in the booth! Bitch, I'm stronger than retarded kids! The sky is darkening, so I just, uh Entered a league of my own I think I've become the G.O.A.T Someone tell TomMacdonald that I'm number one And Luke Gawne can never be cloned, no Fuck I gotta do, to prove to you that I've been workin' hard on my own? Won't, ever be sellin' my soul If I gotta be the bad guy then so, be it I'm villainous and well I got the metal man You goin' against a renegade I penetrate like bullets in a minivan I hit 'em in the dome and then you're never gonna live again A motherfuckin' killer, no ones iller With the pen, or the pad I offendin' 'em, yeah, them gettin' mad I'm a lyrical assassin, never gonna lose to these YouTube women In fact, I'm finna spread them cheeks like a car crash And hit it from the back! One time for the motherfuckers who doubted me Two times for all the nights that I used to get paid hourly Three times for the silly rappers on YouTube who are bout' to be Incinerated when I drop the bomb like Kim Jong Yo, VI just wait!
[Verse 2] Oh god... Huh Never did it for the love? Tell the critics take a suck On these mothafuckin' nuts Bitch I am number one, pencil is a number two What does that make you? You ain't even number three More like Dax, you ain't even in the league Those are facts, I'll expose your phony ass like yoga pants Sick enough to make 2Pac need a vaccine, like a flu shot Sippin' liquor like a double barrel at one time, takin' two shots The fuck I gotta do to prove to you that I've been working hard and steady? Jumping through the fuckin' hula hoops And you've been cuttin' corners Like Kylie Jenner- when her booty grew- a little hooty-hoo Ho- howdy doo- doh- grody dude- in a lousy mood- yo- On the mic- I- make a hit like I'm Albert Pu'! I'll, swing from the top! React like SimbaThaGod! No, Shaq' give a finger to Ja! King of hip-hop When I get to writing with a pen, I'm out of pen Hit 'em with the damn ink when I lock, sink it, a shot So effortlessly, the best MC on YouTube Yes, I be like a girl with an STD, nobody wanna fuck with me! Like a bed, I've been slept on But not today, better wake up Cause' classes are in session Luke Gawne the professor Bout' to teach ya'll that lesson MCs get schooled when I hand out a detention A suspension to this henchman Uh, used to write raps in the basement Now I be rockin' the stages I went from nothin' to somethin', fuck what you came with Used to get minimum wage Had patience, now I get paid to say shit Used to be anxious, now I'm elated, cause' I'm the greatest That is no longer debated Once upon a time, I was a little kid chillin' Tryna feast out of raps of the homies on the block Laughingstock, but the rap wasn't hot Got knocked down, but I popped right back up In the game like a mothafuckin' jack-in-the-box Haters ask me to stop, but I got this shit on lock Ya'll been back on your bullshit, I been back on the top
[Bridge] Does not stop, until the day the sky falls And bombs drop, I'ma be the last one That's on top, you're never gonna get me to go, woah, no Cause' I'ma live (Uh!) to die (Uh!) in this throne
[Verse 3] Bitch I'ma die at the throne I got the heart of a lion, Mufasa, and also the brain of a G.O.A.T Competition be birdbrained little mermaid With rhyme patterns of first-graders No mercy, to this motherfucker Just dirt-graves as I persuade, your fan-base that you're last place! Boo-hoo, I hurt bae, go cry about it when I knock you out And yell, "Worldstar" no band-aid, better run forest like Tom Hanks In a damn race, dim shine like lampshades To VI who snitches like he's 6ix9ine, ya'll are rap fakes I'm fuckin' bitches in real life While you jerkin' off in your man cave to that anime Radical, cut your head off like ISIS, I'm Caliphate Decapitate, your headspace, in an alleyway Using masking tape, to wrap the face Then I put it in the back of an Escalade, and I drive away Cause' I'm, here to body anybody who was thinkin' It was gonna be competitive, you're fuckin' with the number one I'm better than the rest, I'm never gonna diss anyone And mothafuckin' irrelevant rappers are bout' to get hit With the Eminem emission benefit for the enemy nemesis When enterin' in my element killin' rap on the internet Could never get better than me, the best MC on YouTube Yes I be...
[Outro] And, oh, yeah Ayo Seconds The chances of me, losing in this battle to you? Are less than the chances of Caitlyn Jenner going back to BruceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
