[Verse 1: Mumble Rapper] Know that I'm runnin' the game (Yeah) Purple is all in my veins (Yeah) Coppin' a couple of chains (Woah) Throw it, I'm makin' it rain
[Verse 2: Lyricist] Yo, how come everybody in the game wanna rap like you With the played out flow I've been in the back, killin' every damn track And your rhymes all wack, how the fuck y'all blow?
[Verse 3: Mumble Rapper] Well, this shit is all that I know (Uh) Rappin' 'bout bitches and clothes (Yeah) Gettin' unlimited hoes (Woah) All of my diamonds are froze
[Verse 4: Lyricist] Nah, you rap with venom and then you pack the rhythm And every track will hit 'em and you blow But you wack a little bit, don't stack the syllables You have to hit 'em with new flows
[Verse 5: Mumble Rapper] Like nah, homie I'm in it for cash Just wanna get me a bag (Yeah, yeah) Tell 'em I'm whippin' the Jag And I be poppin' them tags
[Verse 6: Lyricist] Like nah, everybody rap like that Everybody wanna make a track like that Everybody else in the game sound the goddamn same And you won't kill a rap like that Like where the word play and the metaphors at? What y'all make, I could never call rap Big L, Big Pun, I'ma get 'em all back And you mumblin' motherfuckers had better fall back
[Verse 7: Mumble Rapper] Nah, homie it's not gonna change Clearly we runnin' the game Talkin' 'bout women and chains Droppin' that shit that be numbin' your brain It's fuckin' insane and they love it We ain't gotta rap or nothin' Long as 808's are bumpin' It's end of fuckin' discussion
[Verse 8: Lyricist] Yeah, maybe right now but it's not gonna last Y'all better make room for the prophets of rap When they hear real shit, no copyin' that And they all gon' see y'all rhymin' is wack Y'all snakes, I'm choppin' the grass Gonna hit 'em with a bang, no stoppin' the crash I don't wanna make bets, I'm droppin' the cash I'm not gonna let y'all kill hip-hop in its tracks
[Verse 9: Mumble Rapper] But we ain't even kill it It's evolved Fuck the ones who came before us I'ma show 'em how to ball
[Verse 10: Lyricist] It's not evolution, y'all better cool it Fuck mumble rap, we need a better movement More real shit and way less pollution Stop makin' music, that's the best solution Y'all think you dope, but that's just delusion Say you will, but y'all don't ever prove it I'm the leader of the fuckin' revolution Go get prepared for y'all execution
[Verse 11: Lyricist] Everybody wanna talk about the money and the women that they be gettin' But wanna kill it when they rap Everybody wanna be the mack of the game But you rappin' the same and I put 'em on they back Everybody wanna be the best out, wanna find the best route Follow me, I put 'em on the map If you really want to be the best in the game Stop rappin' like everyone else on the track
[Verse 12: Mumble Rapper] Homie that's all that they want Lovin' the money I flaunt (Yeah, yeah) Keepin' it short, don't gotta give it a thought Only the shit that I bought
[Verse 13: Lyricist] Fuck that, you gotta stay different Y'all think it's hot, but y'all straight trippin' I'm off the chain and my blade spinnin' Y'all in the club while my paint drippin' I'm a fuckin' artist, who's done with all this Straight wack shit, so I'm bustin' on this Y'all leaned out, but y'all suck regardless I'ma run up on 'em, feelin' fuckin' lawless Better tuck your chain and fuckin' run your wallets You are now lookin' at the youngest prophet Who be killin' rappers, got no other option Yeah they got green, but I'm a fuckin' Goblin
[Verse 14: Lyricist] Tell 'em whatever your man felt Sensei with the rhymes, so give me the black belt Got flame and the vibes that are makin' the track melt Goin' all in, dog, whatever they hand out Like ho go tell a bitch, I flow so venomous I boom boom, hit 'em with the stone-cold evidence I flow so relevant and show no benefit A low blow, bring 'em where the po-po never been Mumble rappers shut your fuckin' mouth Fall back, don't make another sound Tellin' me to fuckin' dumb it down But I'ma buck 'em all, I got a hundred rounds Like brrrdt!
[Outro] Fuck it, I guess what I'm tryin' to say is that I miss the days when MC's would kill it and blaze a track When flows were different and everybody would state some facts And I ain't sayin' I'm the best, just tryna save rapTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
