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If flow the flow that 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 take over the 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 gleam
I don't know what I be on, I just be killing this
I don't fuck with none of you niggas like I'm a bigot and
You shouldn't of got me started, like I'm retarded
I still 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, is space jam bitch
And I'm on my chest on some caveman shit
see you, Ray Charles with my raybands bitch
Desert Eagle you dead in the wasteland bitch
Making history, call shit an overwrite
Smoking on that lemon got me higher than a satellite
To kill these rappers be of my supreme delight
Pockets getting so fat are now attracting cellulite
Turn ya up, I'm the shit like commodes
In a mode, unorthodox flow
If rap was dead, I'ma him straight up out the casket
Revive 'em and tell him you ever die on me again you fucking bastard
Headed to the top, recognize I came from
She suck my like it's a thumb
She give good brain and I go
And no not a diss, but I have a hit-list
And on it, I got everyone, but I have just begun
My heart beats strong, Hip in my I.V.
I got a of bars if a nigga want to try me
I'm everything, everything, I'm on a murder spree
I kill 'em all kindness, you can call that common courtesy
Yellow tape around the booth, motherfucker a murder scene
Hyped up off adrenaline, you couldn't me if you had Thorazine
So damn sick, you gon' a fucking quarantine
Money stunting, my money longer than a limousine
Let me calm down for a minute, I'm feeling
I dip that in the lean and think that I'm a chemist
My flow is not normal because it's wretched
Mind so sharp, I try to too hard, fuck around and get beheaded
I write, I just spit
I spew bombs when I
Never-mind the nukes and atomic bombs I'll let off in bitch
what they say, I'll always be killing your set
You rappers owe me for shitty music and I came to on that debt
It's Jay F. Tae, and the F would be for foul
If you hating, I suggest you yo' ass a-that-a-way
The next mixtape Weezy, I am protege
So that mean if yo' bars not up to par you should stay away