[Verse]
First off you rap n*ggas don't put fear in my heart
Rip my soul out of my f*cking chest and eat that sh*t with a fork
f*ck b*tches I'm f*cking focused on this game I embark
I thrive, n*ggas get called out then they hide in the dark
You miscellaneous b*tches you pussies be out like kittens
I ain't no contradicting n*gga, who be catchin some feelings over this rap sh*t
Critics you can kiss my ass
Fly away with your f*cking neck attached to a helipad
You n*ggas mad that I be spittin' these mags to kill your ass
You should be glad that I be bold enough to attack all the rappers y'all idolize and look at like gods
All that sh*t's a facade, eat a rap, n*gga, I got no prob
Just to make a hater mad let me talk about Joey Bad
Every time I hear him spit I just sit in the booth and laugh
Not saying that he whack, I'm not saying that I'm the best
I just know for a fact that he noticed that I'm a threat
What the f*ck is up?
Hit him with a one two and an uppercut
2Pac b*tch, 2Pac back, n*gga I don't give a f*ck
Bishop Nehru, Kid Rebel, Macon Ham
Don't forget Ab, SchoolBoy Q, Young Sam, that n*gga Dillon Cooper, and the whole Raider Klan
Cassie Veggies gotta be my n*gga, but I'm the man
The whole FunkVolume, Hopsin, Swizzzle Fish
That n*gga Dizzy Wright try to blow you all to apocalypse
That n*gga Phora, Chris Travis, it's everlasting, Logic
Tryna kill all you n*ggas, I promise
I'm tryin' to knock all you n*ggas off the top spot
I'm tryin' to body bag all you n*ggas so I could earn my spot
Try to respond on this beat back and I'mma murder you
Crush you to make every f*cking fan know I wanna f*ck with you
Make every blog, site and magazine wanna lose touch with you
Kill you till your f*cking mommy and daddy stop f*cking loving you
The goon is back with two black straps and an uzzi gat in the back of the [whip?]
Takin' shots at me I'm poppin the clip
Your head gone, make it slide off your collar bone
The [time alone?] made me turn violent, there's no science
My mind is gone, accommodate my loyalty
[?] birth certificate burnin' this stack of sh*t
You stupid b*tch pitch a ball to your n*ggas throat
Hopin' that n*gga choke or float on white crack until we overdose
Make a n*gga stutter "that n*gga KR he do the most"
Rollercoasting lyrics straight to the point
No pyramids, my time to stand, bunch of pus*y n*ggas rappin' juwanna mann
This chopper blam!
One bullet, n*gga, will take yo'fam
Spit MAC-11 24/7 cus I go HAM
This is not a diss, just sayin' get on your sh*t
A lot of rappers tryna make it, I'm tryin to make that fit
I ain't fair with hip hop, no friends in hip hop
If killing is what it takes, then I'm murdering nonstop
Wussup?