1] King of New York, You can that Dig ya grave next to take a nap nap goofy motherf**** in a backpack Paying for all the hashtags, clever marketing that's
You brought his album get cash back Let me enlighten you all with a See the little freshman that could Jay took his spot a year ago that was good
Put the fuel to fire, gave him true desire, dude a (true) Dre gave him a shot, only thing to do was (cool) See I ain't hatin a**whippin is love The problem with lil is lil n*ggas get buzz
Then lil n*ggas get dumb, then lil n*ggas get He Compton, I could turn this lil n*gga ta Blood But I'd rather give lil a hug OG Johnson, lil n*gga is cuz
2] He gonna get work, but I'll save it for the 3rd round Ain't finish a verse, I could put him in a hearse now Every lyric's bezerk, Couldn't with my worst style "Lawd have mercy" let me take him to now
Turn this Top Dawg to a poodle, school you, boy Q the voodoo Remove you, he soul from his abs, rock him out his Jay's (Who you) In my opinion you're boring, ya voice annoying, the point is, was (The hyped you up)
If you a titan I'm Persues, I'm writing, exciting, inciting Riots of violence, I'm rhyming (What)
Oh he the king, I get it now, Ok Rodney bless him wit a fitted his crown, sit him down Would tell him listen but take a at his picture now Heavy lies the head, you know he rest, little bow Maybe you don't but that's I guess Kendrick Othello so get the clear
3] Kendrick, Kendrick, I don't want your Don't a feature, wouldn't pay for a sentence F*** a record and I don't want attention All I really want is to teach the a lesson
F*** New I'll save you the trouble, ain't hating I love you this spanking'll humble you down Shooting for stars and shooting at stars and hand Ampersand, the pressure of press, the demand of
I ain't trying ta ya, just hip ya to game To make the transition, from the streets to the
You are no Biggie, tenth of an Lower case to Big L, Pun, let's settle it Ya clan far from and you not a 2Pac Maybe a fourth of Jay Z, ya fans you Dot
to Nasir, outclassed by Outkast No UGK, NWA, that You can't keep up with Slaughterhouse Do me a favor take off your daughter's blouse, n*gga