[Intro:] I'm changing man I thought I was supposed to be this hip hop savior But I have turned into a sinister
[Verse 1:] Yeah Wack niggas prepare to die You ain't got nowhere to hide I'm knocking at your fucking door You scared cause you know arrived Niggas gonna get dealt with rhymes It's just me, myself and I I low-key run this rap shit You don't know cause it ain't televised This is war, gentleman (kill) My flow is filled with more venom Than George Zimmerman in his car chillin' With a loaded 44 tucked into his drawers Fitchiting, Itching to find a brand new casket to store niggas in Ya'll just make me laugh and giggle Call me out on tracks then bitch I'll pound on you Like that vending machine that stole my pack of Skittles Niggas thought the old me, dissolved, and I went soft, After my album raw But naw bitch I evolved I'm taking over shit easily I rarely do collaborations cause ya'll ain't qualified to be in a league with me Hop just let the beast unleashed Someone get this freak a leash I'm snapping on all of you leaving every MC deceased
[Hook: x2] I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister Murder, nigga murder Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up Murder, nigga murder
[Verse 2:] Motherfucker we making history A million independently So kiss my fucking ass Left or right you get to pick the cheek You don't ball you just pretend to do to make the chicks believe Your label is fucking you like Ruthless Records did to me Stop with the compliments I've been locked in my momma's den Plotting when I will be dropping this Hopsin apocalypse Bombing the competent Rap goblins mobbing the continent Gotta be dominant I'm surprised that God isn't vomiting I'm wearing a badge tearing your ass Another vast cutting through necks till they barely attached Me and this game are one of the same like Jaren and crack The darkness is arrived so make a flare with a match You got skill? Where is it at? I haven't seen it Who dares to attack a genius? You get managed I'll have you gag your penis Until you throw up your own liver (nuts) I don't give a (fuck) The flow ripper (what)
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[Verse 3:] Now if I stop being who I am that would upset me I'll never change for none of your wack ass deadbeats I struggled to change for Jay Christ to accept me I don't even change clothes Shit not even my bed sheets When I step inside the boot and rhyme Rappers commit suicide And jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die Niggas is watered down fuck it It is time to scuba dive Better get on your knees and pray to God and hope that you survive Killing rappers like I condone violence I murder you and when your soul is floating to hell I ghost ride it You won't last living in this cold climate So don't try it I know I'm ill I don't need no pussies to co-sign it Commercial niggas thinking they carry the torch It's going to be very hilarious when I bury your corpse So next time you spit a fucking rhyme that's too simple I'll joke kick your ass through the glass of the booth window
[Hook x2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
