Yo Yo, I'm just write down my first and see this takes me. 'Cause I feel like I punch the world in the fuckin' face now
Let me explain just how to make Straight out the gate, I'm to break you down Ain't no mistakes allowed, but make no I'm 'bout To rape the alphabet, I may raise brows If I press the just to get the anger out (blllt) Full could take Staples out Savage but ain't thinking 'bout no account But bitch I'm off the chain like Taylor
Motherfucker, shut the fuck up when I'm talkin', bitch I'm sorry, wait, what's talent? Oh, critiquin' My talent? Oh, I don't know who the fuck y'all are To give a bar Even have an opinion if you, you me Millions of views, the news I you, lose-lose for me, win-win for you Billions of views, your ten are two Skim through the music to give a reviews To get clicks, but bitch, you just lit the get misconstrued, business as us' Shit-list renewed, so get to do Or get dissed I just don't get what the fuck half the shit is that you're listening t-to Do you have any idea how much I this choppy flow Everyone copies Probably no Get this fuckin' audio out my Audi, yo, I can see why people like Lil Yachty, but not me Not even dissin', it ain't for me All I am simply is just an Maybe "Stan" just isn't cup of tea Maybe your cup's of syrup and lean I need to stir up shit, preferably shake the world up if it up to me Paul wants me to chill, y'all me to ill I should eat a pill, I will Old me the new me, watch him bleed to death I on the mirror, I don't see my breath I'm dead, I must be possessed Like an spell, I'm E-V-I-L (evil, but spelled)
Jam a Crest white strip in the tip of my dick with an ice Stick it in a vice grip, hang it on a spike it with a pipe wrench While I my ballsack and flick it like a light switch Like vice-president Mike Back up on my shit in a sidekick as I lay it on a strip
These are things that I'd rather do hear you on a mic Since nine-tenths of your is about ice and Jesus Christ man, how many times is someone gonna fuck on my (Fuck my side chick!) You will never see Em icy, but as cold as I get on the I polarize so the Thames might freeze And your skull split like I bashed you upside it Bitch I got the club on smash a nightstick (yeah)
Turn down for I ain't loud enough Nah, turn the up I don't know how I'm gonna get your mouths to shut now When it doesn't what caliber I spit at I'll bet a hundred bucks you'll just turn and just be like "Man, how the fuck sourpuss get mad just 'cause his sucks and now he to take it out on us?" (ooh) But week, an ex-fan me a copy of The Mathers LP to tell me to study It'll help me get back to myself and love me (ooh) I the bitch back and said if I did that I'd just be everyone else in the fucking industry Especially an effing Recovery of me
So finger-bang, chicken wang, MGK, 'zae Lil Pump, Lil Xan imitate Lil I should aim at in the game, pick a name I'm fed up with humble And is I'm hungry I'm sure you bumblings I you wanna rumble like an empty stomach I heard your mumbling but jumbled in mumbo-jumbo
The era that I'm from will you That's what comin' to What the are you gonna do, where you runnin' to? I'm crumble you and I'll take a number two And dump on you if you ain't If you ain't Kendrick or Or Sean then you're a I'm 'bout to it to anyone in this bitch who want it
I when you walk into BK, you expect a Whopper You can a quarter pounder when you go to McDonald's But if you're lookin' to get a porterhouse you better go get
But y'all are acting I tried to serve you up a slider Maybe the vocals have been auto-tuned and you would have bought it But sayin' I no longer got it 'cause you the line and never caught it 'Cause it went your head, because you're too stupid to get it 'Cause you're mentally retarded but pretend to be the With your expertise and knowledge, but never be an artist And I'm harder on than you could ever be, regardless What I'll never be is flawless, all I'll be is honest Even when I'm gone they're say I brought it Even when I hit my forties a fuckin' alcoholic With a full of malt liquor But I bottle this shit any longer The fact that I know that I'ma hit my if I don't Pull myself from the of defeat
And to my feet I don't see why even started with me I get My die I don't ceasefire till at all are deceased I'm eastside, never be slippin' Now you see why I don't Not even a wink, I don't I don't doze off, I even nod to the beats I don't even my fuckin' eyes when I sneeze
"Aw, man! That BET was weak, it was garbage The ain't even orange Oh my God, a reach" Shout to all my colorblind Each and every one of If you call a fire engine green, Or you think water is "Dawg, a date" "Looks an olive to me" "Look, an apple" "No not, it's a peach!"
So finger-bang, Pootie Tang, Burger King, Gucci Charlamagne gonna anyway matter what I say Give me of the Day a way for 2018 to get underway But I'm gonna say everything I wanna say
to the slaughterhouse, bitch! (yeah) Invite in like a one a day I'm not (preach) 'Cause I feel the beast of burden That in the sand, was it even worth it? 'Cause the way I see turnin' Is it seem worthless startin' to defeat the purpose I'm watchin' my fan shrink to thirds And I was just to do the right thing, but word Has the court of opinion reached a verdict Or yet to be determined? 'Cause I'm determined to be me, critique the But if I could go back, I'd at least it And say I empathize with the people this evil serpent sold the to that he's deserted But I it's workin' These are makin' him a wee bit nervous And too scared to answer me with words 'Cause he that he will lyrically get murdered
But I at least he's heard it 'Cause Agent Orange just the Secret Service To in person To see if I think of hurtin' him Or ask if I'm to terrorists I said, "Only when it to ink and lyricists"
But my beef is more media (Hold up, up, hold up) I said my is more meaty, a journalist can get a mouthful of flesh And yes, I mean a penis 'Cause they panning my album to death So I been giving the media Don't wanna turn this to a counselling But they puttin' me through the ringer So I ain't ironin' out with the press But I just this beat to the cleaners