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If your flow the flow that put the rap on a crutch
Then this that flow that'll annihilate the Earth and 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 patron in my cup, or is that lean
You show me money, me perk up and make my eyes gleam
I know what I be on, I just be killing this shit
I don't fuck with none of you like I'm a bigot and shit
You of got me started, spitting like I'm retarded
Bitch I be the Sergeant, number one in my quadrant
I can flow the hardest, I'ma take it the farthest
Compared to a kitchen full of I would still be the sharpest
I got mars bars, this is jam bitch
And I'm beating on my chest on some caveman
Can't see you, Ray Charles with my bitch
Desert leave you dead in the wasteland bitch
Making history, call shit an overwrite
Smoking on that lemon kush got me higher than a
To kill these would be of my supreme delight
Pockets getting so fat they are now attracting
Turn ya up, I'm the shit like commodes
In a kamikaze mode, unorthodox
If rap was dead, I'ma pull him straight up out the
'em and tell him don't you ever die on me again you fucking bastard
Headed to the top, recognize where I came
She my dick like it's a thumb
She good brain and I go dumb
And no it's not a diss, but I a hit-list
And on it, I got everyone, Legendary but I have just
My heart beats strong, Hip 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 'em all with kindness, you can call that common courtesy
Yellow tape the booth, motherfucker it's a murder scene
up off adrenaline, you couldn't stop me if you had Thorazine
So damn sick, you gon' need a fucking
Young Money stunting, my money longer than a
Let me calm for a minute, I'm feeling replenished
I dip that blunt in the lean and think that I'm a
My flow is not normal because it's wretched
Mind so sharp, I try to think too hard, fuck and get beheaded
I don't write, I spit
I spew bombs when I
the nukes and atomic bombs I'll let off in this bitch
Never-mind what say, I'll always be killing your set
You rappers owe me for music and I came to collect on that debt
It's Jay F. Tae, and the F would be for play
If you hating, I you take yo' ass a-that-a-way
The next Weezy, I am Makaveli's protege
So that mean if yo' bars not up to par that you should stay