Turn my voice up a bit You know I had to do it, I just remade the off YouTube Shout out to the Lex drum kit
my revenge! Diplomatic immunity, 'em Backstabbing niggas even for me they just went through puberty, fuck 'em Shout my nigga Bada$$ for telling them the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc motorcycle dance it's going rappers tried to claim my lane like I was Lois now I put this punk shit in the double Sex Pistol Still a threat from a distance like a missile Hard to be official, you all sound like remakes Remade the off Youtube though fuck it, it's just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you need to get shit straight I put the African on my chain like I'm Kunta Kinte Trendsetter, been than these Cinderellas Call me Vino and the V's for Vendetta You hide a mask on Twitter and remain anonymous Fake like it's all Love And Hip-Hop till they push the Joe button and you get punched in your face as a consequence And jump right back on Live capping confidence Famous for your hands on women, you can't be proud of it Don't try to fuck wit me shorty, just monogamous We from polar opposites, I'm from South pole Where that pole is always popping You more Papa Doc and shit I see the like I was at The Shelter Race wars Helter White addicts Griselda That's why my be blacker than Idris Elba I feel like I'm the just like The Legend of Zelda I get excited these days My is tired these days My brain is wired days Me and my dawgs know how to behave, we know how to be paid like the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Willy show 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 with the white boys House of Pain nigga Thinkin' they you, they stripped you of everything nigga And now these rappers talkin' about gang, gang nigga You ain't no gang member, get paid to protect you I'm playing FIFA on the corner and you me finesse you And with the flow, I'm victorious like David, I'm I can peck them at the London Shittin' on tape, my rectum, no peseco in my section This is strictly Ace of Spaces, gold regalia Golden I'm Jill Scott, I spit the Gospel Mahalia At the table with my apostles, shots at your area Your firearms are too short to box God Pick a or you get ate like an octagon Or decide to stay Rufus and Chaka Khan And we put 50k on your like a pacaran Watch how quick the minutes tick you're runnin' out of time Tell drop a bomb, I'm the prodigal son, I gotta shine Solar eclipse, blind niggas like a dollar Then I Dip with the Roc like when Cam'ron was
Woo!