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If your flow the flow put the rap game on a crutch
Then this that that'll annihilate the Earth and turn you rappers to dust
No and no fight, by using all of my might
I will over the world and run this rap game out of sight
Is that patron in my cup, or is lean
You show me money, make me perk up and make my eyes
I know what I be on, I just be killing this shit
I fuck with none of you niggas like I'm a bigot and shit
You shouldn't of got me started, spitting like I'm
Bitch I still be the Sergeant, number one in my
I can with the hardest, I'ma take it the farthest
Compared to a kitchen of knives I would still be the sharpest
I got mars bars, this is space jam
And I'm beating on my on some caveman shit
Can't see you, Ray Charles with my bitch
Desert Eagle leave you in the wasteland bitch
Making history, call shit an overwrite
Smoking on that lemon got me higher than a satellite
To kill rappers would be of my supreme delight
getting so fat they are now attracting cellulite
Turn ya nose up, I'm the shit commodes
In a kamikaze mode, flow
If rap was dead, I'ma pull him straight up out the
Revive 'em and tell him you ever die on me again you fucking bastard
Headed to the top, recognize where I from
She my dick like it's a thumb
She give brain and I go dumb
And no it's not a diss, but I a hit-list
And on it, I got everyone, but I have just begun
My beats strong, Hip Hop's in my I.V.
I got a multitude of bars if a want to try me
I'm everything, everything, I'm on a murder spree
I kill 'em all with kindness, you can that common courtesy
Yellow tape around the booth, motherfucker it's a murder
up off adrenaline, you couldn't stop me if you had Thorazine
So sick, you gon' need a fucking quarantine
Young Money stunting, my money longer a limousine
Let me calm for a minute, I'm feeling replenished
I dip that blunt in the and think that I'm a chemist
My flow is not normal because it's wretched
so sharp, I try to think too hard, fuck around and get beheaded
I write, I just spit
I spew when I spit
the nukes and atomic bombs I'll let off in this bitch
Never-mind what they say, I'll be killing your set
You rappers owe me for shitty and I came to collect on that debt
It's Jay F. Tae, and the F be for foul play
If you hating, I you take yo' ass a-that-a-way
The mixtape Weezy, I am Makaveli's protege
So mean if yo' bars not up to par that you should stay away