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If your flow the that put the rap game on a crutch
Then this that flow that'll annihilate the and turn you rappers to dust
No fuss and no fight, by using all of my
I will take over the world and run rap game out of sight
Is that patron in my cup, or is lean
You show me money, make me perk up and my eyes gleam
I don't know what I be on, I just be killing shit
I don't fuck with none of you niggas I'm a bigot and shit
You shouldn't of got me started, spitting I'm retarded
Bitch I still be the Sergeant, number one in my
I can flow with the hardest, 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 caveman shit
see you, Ray Charles with my raybands bitch
Desert Eagle leave you in the wasteland bitch
Making history, call shit an overwrite
Smoking on that lemon kush got me than a satellite
To kill these rappers would be of my supreme
getting so fat they are now attracting cellulite
Turn ya nose up, I'm the shit 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 where I came
She suck my dick like a thumb
She good brain and I go dumb
And no not a diss, but I have a hit-list
And on it, I got everyone, Legendary but I have just
My heart 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 call that common
Yellow tape around the booth, it's a murder scene
Hyped up off adrenaline, you couldn't stop me if you had
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 blunt in the lean and think that I'm a chemist
My flow is not normal because it's something
Mind so sharp, I try to think too hard, fuck and get beheaded
I don't write, I just
I spew when I spit
Never-mind the nukes and atomic bombs let off in this bitch
Never-mind they 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 foul
If you hating, I suggest you 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