Sure as the 70's number man, I can a curve underhand But for the streets, not Jam This ain't for the that wanna hear pop and snap Drunk' off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch the back Safe from self proclaimed legends that nobody wanna hear Scared? get a gun, come to I got none from bandwagon fans sit y'all asses in the same spot Y'all the niggas made Trinidad Jame$ hot This to Kendrick Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars I heard his shit and offended at all And as it played I heard him say I wasn't mentioned y'all Joell it, only right I finish the job So all that shit is revocable, an overview Only thing noticeable is how you give me any quotables I facts, not to say it's wack but check the playback Outrhymin' A$AP ain't showin' me ya' weight at I'm on my shit today, you the of New York You might as well had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that away I'm in the ?......ready to click and Light Jay Elec ass up, that's my A Bitch kill my is what you wanna get into him all in a swimmin' pool, full of phlem and drool You rentin' what's with all the fascination? But I ask you bout' it that's my cross examination This is to me, all these blemished mc's Infamously 'bout who's image I see But if it's bars, not about bread, the hell with the Put you of the bullet, just to see a shell of yourself I mean uh, six been a testable They action been incredible, is what the net'll do Chick sendin' message to ain't get the sell They ain't even artists and they get paid per You talkin' bars, then this conversation changed all the subliminals now nigga say a name Some of these OG's I laugh at, y'all know me to half ass To me just one Joey that's bad ass of New York, my nigga stop it 5 Keep it funky Drake washed you me ?....lie around Run up on Meek the silencer, nigga quiet down Then ride off with his playin' Cause I get hype to that shit dog I ride to the nightmares, I wanna be in the room with him, lettin' the mag off Know he Philly so I'm leavin' him with black thoughts You bars nigga better get help They put guts all on the track, still they never get felt Lot of lower tier tryna rep for they belt it's levels to this, dog you said it yourself But check it, when it to control, I might of lost a bit Law abiding citizen style I'm for all of it in your studio...engineer that recorded it Yes men supported it, any blog that reported it Any artist he tour with, snuff bought the shit thought of it, his mentor whoever taught him it Interrupt with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, cough or lick If I got it twisted you dumb to talk the shit But the irony?, all inspire me in a spot a lot of us aspire to be, You just strivin' my G, tip my hat so know it's real Fuck whoever mad, you said how we all suppose to feel I the game, some'll try and get amped Push the envelope, of us provided the stamp, Great accessors the letter, others sealed it shut, Some was nice before the percs, a mill got tucked It's Hip Hop, should blame on the mic niggas hands on Shades that wear, the club couches they stand on Which makes the credibility dead ability Raise the bar like you on par this level of agility ...? runnin' rebel artillery, with at the 2 What sparrin' y'all do? Get to with a spartan, play it cool I heard them alien voices, i'll knock the up outta dude Seperate the beast from the timid, hip hop if your car is lease or rented, at least you in it Foamin' at the lip, lookin' like the yeast in Don't be fictitious of y'all been a feast from the beginning This is for B.I.G., suicidal thoughts, printed This for Nas, jacket with the uzi in it Not no suit shit, this that 92 [?] for Hov's missin' 92 bricks For State and Beans, to when the Lox first burst on the scene For Queens, Pac, even Edi This for the Mobb and the purple tape, word to Deck ain't for the labels nah, Wu said protect ya' neck This ain't a diss, I wanna think it's fun y'all And this for Big L, the block that Joe Pun on This shit is for Stack, I talkin' a G Nigga I'm talkin' a G!!...my nigga on me is for every livin' rapper ever walked in these streets And any outsider that happen to think that a portion is been killed for less and got a coffin' for free If you ever been in the hood, we all should agree This for every nigga took what you said in stride, I couldn't abide, some of us still pride, check it Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's adrenaline Men'll get touched, so if you hush Project benches I trust, came from syringes and So who you named shouldn't be with us But wait, at least half of em', other half rapped Doin' things to? Gather every rapper See what happen niggas try to go toe to toe This what happen when you let a bath overflow Used to do lines, em' didn't wanna go blow for blow I could overdose and still drag you comatose This is lightweight, put the up If we talkin' bars half of y'all shut the fuck up is lightweight, put the bucks up If we talkin' bars half of y'all should shut the up