Competition I’m Shattering lyrics

[Chorus: Scratches & Tha God Fahim]
Tell the world like I tell it to you
Competition I'm shatterin' (Yeah)
And do it priceless, kickin' sh*t (It's Tha-motherf*ckin'-God)
Worshipin' cars, clothes and weapons (Uh-huh)
Tell the world like I tell it to you (And I'm back, n*gga)
Competition I'm shatterin' (You already know how I do)
And do it priceless, kickin' sh*t
Worshipin' cars, clothes and weapons (Check it, yo)
Tell the world like I tell it to you (Yo!)

[Verse 1]
My style is cold like a fridge (Uh-huh) - it is
I should start by throwin' you off a f*ckin' bridge (f*ck n*gga)
When we was kids, we started by smokin' up the piff
Startin' trouble, would hardly go to school for sh*t (Nope)
I'm beatin' n*ggas up for steppin' on my Nike kicks (Muh'f*cka!)
I ain't a plumbеr, but I'll pipe your b*tch (Yeah)
The worst of all, cursе 'em all, gotta pay me
Suplex you in a fire up in Hades
Never starvin', n*gga pockets is gravy (Uh-huh)
How you think I got your lady?
I'll grab your nose by the nasal (Gimme that sh*t)
Then slice you up like Fable
Like Mach said, "Spin you like dreidel" (Dreidel)
You got no bars like bad cable (No bars, n*gga)
f*ck your staff, f*ck your song, f*ck your label (f*ck all that sh*t)
f*ck the radio from the cradle
Disrespect you - smack you with a half-bitten bagel (Muh'f*cka)
[Chorus: Scratches & Tha God Fahim]
Competition I'm shatterin'
And do it priceless, kickin' sh*t
Worshipin' cars, clothes and weapons
Tell the world like I tell it to you
Competition I'm shatterin' (Yeah, n*gga)
And do it priceless, kickin' sh*t (Tha-motherf*ckin'-God, you know me, n*gga)
Worshipin' cars, clothes and weapons (You know me! You n*ggas know me!)
Tell the world like I tell it to you (Uh)

[Verse 2]
We worship cars, clothes and weapons
My automatic makin' n*ggas get to steppin' (Tatatatatatata)
I step up in the party and I'm flexin' (I'm flexed up, n*gga)
Got the dressing, and I'm twistin' up the medicine
Intelligent, I could show you the light like Thomas Edison
sh*t on your favorite rapper like a pelican
Bad man, outlaw dealin' a bad hand
Royal flush gun stash, workin' a trash can (Bababababa)
Army TEC, army death - death metal
Shoot up your breastplate, masked rebel with the devil, daily
Know your roots like Haley (Know 'em)
I gotta eat food, don't mean to be rude
If I smack the sh*t outta dude; I'm a brute, I take by brute force
Think you a cowboy? I'll shoot you off your horse
My homie rides no less than a Porsche
Been gettin' money since we stepped off the porch
[Chorus: Scratches]
Competition I'm shatterin'
And do it priceless, kickin' sh*t
Worshipin' cars, clothes and weapons
Tell the world like I tell it to you
Competition I'm shatterin'
And do it priceless, kickin' sh*t
Worshipin' cars, clothes and weapons
Tell the world like I tell it to you