Turn my voice up a bit You know I had to do it, I just remade the beat off Shout out to the Lex drum kit
my revenge! Diplomatic immunity, 'em Backstabbing even for screwing me Like they just through puberty, fuck 'em Shout my nigga Bada$$ for telling who's the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc motorcycle dance it's down Since tried to claim my lane like I was Lois now I put this shit in the zeitgeist double Sex Pistol Still a threat from a distance like a missile Hard to be official, you all like Youtube remakes Remade the beat off Youtube though it, it's just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you need to get shit straight I put the face on my chain like I'm Kunta Kinte Trendsetter, been better than these Call me Vino and the V's for Vendetta You hide behind a mask on and remain anonymous Fake like all Love And Hip-Hop shows till they push the Joe button and you get punched in your face as a consequence And jump right back on Live with confidence Famous for putting your hands on women, you can't be of it Don't try to fuck wit me shorty, just stay We from polar opposites, I'm from South pole Where that pole is popping shit You more like Papa Doc and I see the future like I was at The Race Helter Skelter White addicts Griselda That's why my be blacker than Idris Elba I feel like I'm the link just The Legend of Zelda I get excited these days My therapist is these days My brain is wired days Me and my don't know how to behave, we know how to be paid like the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Willy Lynch ya how to be slaves Racism exists, Kaepernick plays Michael Vick is a Uncle Tom saying cut off his 'fro and make it You should the system instead of fighting a dog Dawg-really, you out your nigga Jump around the white boys like House of Pain nigga Thinkin' they love you, they stripped you of nigga And now these rappers talkin' about some gang, gang You ain't no member, they get paid to protect you I'm playing FIFA on the corner and you made me you And the flow, I'm victorious like David, I'm Beckham I can peck at the London function Shittin' on tape, wiping my rectum, no in my section This is strictly Ace of Spaces, gold regalia Golden like I'm Jill Scott, I the Gospel Mahalia At the with my apostles, taking shots at your area Your firearms are too short to box God Pick a side or you get ate an octagon Or to stay like Rufus and Chaka Khan And we put 50k on face like a pacaran how quick the minutes tick when you're runnin' out of time Tell drop a bomb, I'm the prodigal son, I gotta shine Solar eclipse, niggas like a dollar sign Then I Dip with the Roc like when was signed
Woo!