The same thing that make you laugh, you cry from now, cry later but your time will come And if you by the gun, you could die from one Even the deer can run the jungle till the lion If you make a living off the shit that dying from You gon' get until the cops with the sirens come Now you gotta tell on the nigga that buying from Or sit in prison for wild time for 'some I speak the truth these other nigga got tongue So if level to this shit, I'm on the highest one I know you guys try climb the ladder But if you sit in or you die, don't even matter Cats will stab you just to make their pockets fatter That's why they're pissing me off, I got a bad A rapper not a character that blabber a bunch of words that But make sense most of the time And most of the lines that they rhyme is mostly For dudes that's stupid not using most of minds Most that's committed is by a cat That listen to a rapper spitting shit fictitious and try to mimic Don't imitate a nigga that a fake, he a gimmick They should put me in a Guinness, punchlines, infinite And if I diss a cat in a rap, nigga finished I got in it to niggas the business, not for the business I'm highly but this shit is not exciting me You wear tight clothes, but you're ain't tight to me I know you trying, man, to find a man as as me But a blind man like "damn would've been a sight to see" No one can me, I'm cocky and got the right to be Ey, they shoulda never a mic to me You would think BIG, Big Pun and Big L for me And I could box, you do not want to pick a with me I'm not in the best like I would like to be But I exercise time I lift my pipe to pee I know you would like me see battle But like getting Mayweather to go and fight for free That's not happening, I rather stop rapping I flipped now I spit crack, I ain't stopped trapping I rather get my money upfront on the backend My bars crazy, I'm Slim Shady with black skin I got the battling The battle I done ever been in is when I battled myself I hold weight so make a giant battle with elf For real, I'm tryna chill I gotta for health, I'm ill And I like nephew a homosexual if your flow is sick, I disinfect you I'm special, if you're plugged in I you I'm not let you get disrespectful, I'm gon' 'dress you I'm a mogul I don't if I know you or never met you I suggest you don't come at me wrong or I'm correct you I hope you don't that security gon' protect you Cause them goons come in the room the done been left you I bet you when me and cats come them cats run, we ruthless My niggas gets stupid if act dumb You a lame, you putting my in a rap, son Is like putting a on a cap gun And why go and buy a chain when I can one To get you jammed, niggas like ''damn, where'd you get from?'' I jack son like Mahalia, I'm to tell ya I'll F you up let 'em set you up for a failure I'm a hustler, but I don't touch paraphernalia I just did a tour in Dubai and The boy the best, I'm the greatest ever more or I'm trying to figure out who the fuck I'mma slaugther next I got my weight up, you better show some more Before you pussies get ate up like sex My bars crack, niggas to bring the bars back But their bars wack, I'm like ''where the fuck is their at?'' I'm tired of hearing all jewelry and car raps The ''making it and ''buying out the bar'' raps I got hype when I heard that Kendrick Lamar I'm in the booth thinking construction and a hard hat I bring it back to life, these cats acting right These cats all rap alike, I heard a rap I like I snatch the mic, I'm a veteran, you a You a dickhead, but you a A Cass the type that'll send you to the Bring you back to life and kill you with the raps I write Yeah, I used to play the like a traffic light But I stopped trapping white so I could the rapper life But a rapper life ain't all cracked up to be Ain't no rappers tough as me, that's why they fuck with me They label this a diss when the song drop Cause I'm better than your favorite by a longshot You gon' have to bring the song back the song stop And all the punchlines that this song got I paint pictures, no I'm not the king of New York, but the king of New York I'm hot And no I'm not to be the king of Philly But I've been holding down my city, just ask - really If any of you niggas act silly, I'll be to compete You see happened to Meek I'm not rapping, nigga, to get back in the I'm just rapping to be competitive, I do shit never did Yeah, this hip hop getting So if you a fan of hip hop you gotta it Cause it's shortage of rapping like they supposed to rhyme And you will never find a rapping rhymes as dope as mine Yeah, I'm the dopest out, most focused nigga out I spit out my mouth And the need coca, it's a drought The fans going through withdrawal, they need sick bars I got it like Kriss Kross When was wearing all their clothes backwards I rappers Yeah, I'm in my hip hop bag every cat that say they hip hop glad Yeah, and my wife ''that shit hot, Cass'' And she got a K Michelle & Hip Hop ass Yeah, every cat that's not hip hop And I'm ill, fish scale right out the bag Nobody better, I do whatever I do And since you're scared to come at me come at you What the is the game coming to? Kendrick shine on me on a song if he wanted to Cause I that shit, nigga, number two And I'm coming through to make it hot before the summer