No Sucka MC’s lyrics

[Verse 1]
Nowadays I don't see any new G.O.A.T's
Everybody sound like a ho
Everybody wanna mumble sh*t lyrics and flow
Oh no, hell no, don't talk about that
Don't talk about bars, you rapping too fast
I just hit 'em with the rhythm while slamming up on the gas
What the f*ck would I be if not bringing that heat?
Be a Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, sucka MC, whoo
Everybody claiming they finna blow
"We finesse, we the best, we the goat
Sell a drug, shoot a gun, slap a b*tch, kill a ho"
Can't believe you mother f*ckers thinking that you're lyrical
You ain't even half my pedigree
And we got Kato on the beat with the hall of fame melody
Better be ready for the f*cking lyrical machete
When I be chopping it up and dropping with a head of steam
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chopper gunner cutting like a bone saw
I don't think they ready for the flow, oh hell no, nah
b*tch I'm so raw when I rhyme like a bull-ride, your mind getting thrown off, like on Zoloft
sh*t, and I been the greatest, I demonstrated
Every time I get up on the mic, too innovative
Luke Gawne coming with a new song
Haters been plotting on a beat like Ed Gein, right?
Cause it's premeditated
I'm unleashing that freakin' wrath, like a sneak attack on the track
Take a peek at that beat, when I eat it like a pus*y cat
Never been a quitter, but I dropped outta class
So I could get a degree in the rap
Carry my team like a piggy back
PhD spitter, yeah, Doctor L.G., the emerging MC doing emergency surgery
Urgent, so hurry, I need to be seen by a priest, and be treated for all of my demons
I'm leaving like Andrew Luck, I gotta go exorcist, Emily Rose
Haters I keep on their toes like they was seeing ghosts, boo
[Chorus]
All my goddamn life, all my life been waiting to blow
Y'all ain't know nothing about all the winning
I handle my business, yeah, b*tch, cause I'm grown
No, no, you won't ever be this
Damn, you could never be that
Woah, all I know is that I'm calling bullsh*t
Tell them Sucka MC's that I'm back

[Verse 2]
Y'all ain't never seen one of them like me- KATO on the beat
Me and him are like Walter White, we got too much chemistry
But no methamphetamine, just wrecking the enemy
Cause ever since I was a little kid, I got up on the mic like it was fentanyl
And murdered every song with f*cking wordiness
So now I'm worried sick that I might end it all
From all the bad and wrong I did the dirtiness
So do I plead the fifth like I'm a guilty b*tch before the jury sits and the judge's verdict hits me like a ton of brick, and gotta serve the sh*t, unh
I don't know why they want me to go down this road
b*tches they better look out below
I go geronimo, he's going out of control
Been a student of rap but not making the honor roll
Delinquent, the truancy, but still a true MC
Bad apples falling like dominos
Haters, I hold em' accountable
Sucka MC's, yeah, I keep em' at bay, like Guantanamo
Every time I get up on a beat, I been a menace
To the people who was thinking I was never gonna amount
To someone bigger than the person that you thought I woulda been
But I put my pen to paper, now I'm making it out
As a teenage boy I was living in a town
Full of motherf*cking haters who was filling me with doubt
But I overcame pain like Novocaine spray
Now I dream big, w-w-with my head up in the clouds, woo
Yeah I'm in love with the game, I don't do this for fame
Me and you are not the same
All I do is spit flame, everything you do is lame
Greatness is what I chase, while all you chasing is clout
Sucka MC, you a rodeo clown
Rapping polio child, get cut by me like what Belichick did to Antonio Brown