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