[Verse 1: Ace Century]
My lyrics hot like I was walking on the sun
This ain't my best bro, i'm spitting cause it's fun
I'm coming with the lyrical bullets you better run
You cats fruits this rap stuffs appealing no intended pun
If Eminem's the rap god, Yela's Jesus I'm the preacher
I'm trying to get Spit the Supreme Being on a feature
And make a song called "3 Murderous ba*tards"
To make all these rappers turn into Casper's
You use autotune, great everyone can do that son
That's getting older than Dre's album 2001
You don't like me, go to FYE and find Detox
I'm trying to make this a cla**ic, like some Reebok's
If hip hop is dead, I must be the grim reaper
I got a dream to make it, looks like I'm a sleeper
Me and Overrid3, becoming Big no notorious
Damn they did say me rapping would be glorious
[Hook x2: Ace Century]
I woke up on another tip, feeling high cla**
These cats always hating because they trash
I woke up feeling like king, don't be tripping
Shut the hell up 'fore I leave your rap career missing
[Verse 2: Ace Century]
The dopest well known dude you never heard
On the real though you need to power that to the third
So that should be 300 because I'm already Mr. Century
Don't be blowing me up asking what you meant to me
She want a one night stand, leave her standing for one night
Beat the cat up like it was putting up a damned fight
When it comes to these beats I got no special type
I murder whatever even if it was rapping over a bagpipe
You can't change me even if you had a remote
The dude that'll knock you out and throw you on a boat
From the murder mitten that's the lower peninsula
Welcome to the show kids , you can't leave the cinema
Ace isn't even really a damned threatening alias
Got the eagle as the logo because we are patriots
Get the picture n***a now this the H.A.M. country
If you on some mess get the bye Felicia like Mickey Munday
[Hook x2: Ace Century]
I woke up on another tip, feeling high cla**
These cats always hating because they trash
I woke up feeling like king, don't be tripping
Shut the hell up fore I leave your rap career missing
[Verse 3: Ace Century]
Wanted my name to be King Ace but I'm far from the best
Changed it to Ace Century cause I feel I'm too far from the rest
I'm 100 years pa**ed y'all now you get the meaning
It all happened cause they messed up and let out the demon
I be writing raps while thots getting ran at school
Or while n***as smoke squares to try to look cool
I'm a generic rapper, at least I make my own songs
You're a generic thief, you hate to admit but you dead wrong
This whole rap thing started off as a damn joke
I got that flow that when you hear it you'll choke
Nothing I hate worse than lying a** rap ba*tards
Might sip some 1800 until I get past plastered
Hearing that radio crap only makes me want to k** you
I'm just really starting my career homie I'm far from through
n***as sweet surprised they ain't attracting ants
Some n***as just need some breast implants
[Hook x2: Ace Century]
I woke up on another tip, feeling high cla**
These cats always hating because they trash
I woke up feeling like king, don't be tripping
Shut the hell up fore I leave your rap career missing