Turn my voice up a bit You know I had to do it, I remade the beat off YouTube 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 Bada$$ for telling them who's the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc motorcycle dance going down Since rappers to claim my lane like I was Lois now I put this shit in the zeitgeist double Sex Pistol a threat from a distance like a Korean missile Hard to be official, you all like Youtube remakes Remade the beat off Youtube though fuck it, just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you to get your shit straight I put the African face on my chain like I'm Kinte Trendsetter, been better than Cinderellas Call me Vino Valentino and the V's for 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 capping with for putting your hands on women, you can't be proud of it Don't try to wit me shorty, just stay monogamous We polar opposites, I'm from that South pole Where that is always popping shit You more like Doc and shit I see the like I was at The Shelter Race wars Helter White addicts like That's why my lyrics be blacker than Idris I feel like I'm the link just The Legend of Zelda I really get excited days My is tired 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 show ya how to be slaves exists, 'till Kaepernick plays Michael Vick is a Tom saying cut off his 'fro and make it fade You should fight the system of fighting a dog Dawg-really, you out your frame Jump around with the boys like House of Pain nigga Thinkin' they love you, they stripped you of everything And now these rappers talkin' about gang, gang nigga You ain't no gang member, they get to protect you I'm playing FIFA on the and you made me finesse you And with the flow, I'm victorious like David, I'm I can peck them at the London on tape, wiping my rectum, no peseco in my section This is strictly Ace of Spaces, gold regalia Golden like I'm Jill Scott, I the Gospel Mahalia At the table my apostles, taking shots at your area Your firearms are too to box with God a side or you get ate like an octagon Or decide to stay like Rufus and Chaka And we put 50k on your face like a Watch how quick the minutes tick you're runnin' out of time Flex drop a bomb, I'm the prodigal son, I gotta shine Solar eclipse, blind niggas like a dollar Then I Dip the Roc like when Cam'ron was signed
Woo!