Soul of a 70's number man, I can throw a underhand for the streets, not Summer Jam This ain't for the fans wanna hear pop and snap Drunk off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch the back This ain't for self proclaimed legends that nobody wanna from Scared? Get a gun; to peers, I got none This ain't for bandwagon fans sit y'all asses in the same Y'all the same made Trinidad Jame$ hot This ain't to Kendrick Lamar, the Kendrick got bars I heard his and wasn't offended at all And as it I heard him say I wasn't mentioned with y'all Joell started it, right I finish the job So all that is revocable, from an overview thing noticeable is how he barely gave me any quotables I facts, not to say it's wack but check the playback Outrhyming ain't showing me where your weight at I'm on my shit today, you the king of New You might as well had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that away I'm in the of public opinion, ready to click and spray Light Jay Elec ass up, my Exhibit A kill my vibe is what you wanna get into Drown em all in a swimming pool, full of and drool You jewels what's with all the fascination? So when I ask you it that's my cross examination This a to me, all these blemished MC's Infamously it's image I see But if it's bars, not about bread, to hell with the Put you inside of the bullet, just to see a of yourself I mean uh, since rap has been accessible, they action regrettable This is what the do Chick sending to tricks ain't get to see 'em They ain't even artists and they get paid per We talking bars, then this conversation changed Fuck all the now nigga saying names Some of these OG's I laugh at, y'all know me to half ass To me just one Joey that's bad ass King of New York, my nigga it 5 it funky Drake washed you twice Tell me Tyler that fire with I reply don't bring a lie around Run up on Meek with the silencer, quiet down Then ride off his intro playing Cause I get hype to that shit dog I ride to that With nightmares, I wanna be at the root of em the mag off Know he love Philly so I'm leavin' him with Black You talking bars better get help They put they guts all on the track, still never get felt Lot of lower tier rappers tryna rep for they Nigga there's levels to shit, dog you said it yourself But check it, when it comes to control, I have lost a bit Law abiding style I'm coming for all of it Running in your studio engineer that it Yes men that supported it, any blog reported it Any artist he tour with, snuff whoever bought the Whoever of it, his mentor whoever taught him it Interrupt a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even cough or lick If I got it twisted you coming to contort the But the irony, y'all all me in a spot a lot of us aspire to be We just my G, tip my hat so y'all know it's real whoever mad, you said how we all suppose to feel I know the game, some'll try to get You the envelope, some of us provided the stamp Predecessors wrote the letter, sealed it shut was nice without the percs, before Amil got touched It's Hip Hop, should on the mic these niggas hands on Shades they wear in the club, couches they stand on You mixed credibility with ability the bar like you on par with this level of agility Old UNLV Runnin' Rebel artillery, with at the 2 What sparring wanna do? Get to arguing a Spartan, play it cool I heard them alien voices, I'll the martian up outta dude Separate the beast from the timid, hip hop Fuck if car is lease or rented, at least you in it Foaming at the lips, looking the yeast in women be facetious most of y'all been a feast from the beginning This is for B.I.G., Suicidal Thoughts, Coogi This for Nas, army jacket the uzi in it Not no Shiny shit, this that 92 Knicks for Hov's missing 92 bricks For State Prop and Beans, to when the L.O.X. first burst on the For Queens, Pac and E.D.I. Mean This for the Mobb and the purple tape, to Inspectah Deck This for the labels nah, Wu said protect ya' neck This ain't a diss, I don't want it to get spun And for Big L, the block that Joe found Pun on This shit is for Stack, I talking a G Nigga I'm talking a G!! My nigga on me This is for every living ever walked in these streets And any outsider that happen to think that a portion is Niggas been killed for less and got a for free If you ever been in the hood, I think we all agree This for every that took what you said in stride I abide, some of us still take pride, check it get crushed, hip hop's adrenaline rush Men'll get touched, so if you hush benches I trust, came from syringes and dust So who you named shouldn't be mentioned us But wait, at half of em', other half rapped around Dual clips that wrap around, every rapper 'round See what happen when try to go toe to toe This happen when you let a blood bath overflow Used to do lines, how could they wanna go blow for I could and still drag you niggas comatose is lightweight, put the bucks up Cause if we talking bars lot of y'all should the fuck up is lightweight, put the bucks up If we talking lot of y'all should shut the fuck up