[Intro]
Yeah . You know, I would never say that I'm dissing. Im just real specific. You can either be the victim or be the witness
[Verse 1: Dj DubC]
Motherf**ers don't know about Dub?
Well my n***a how stupid you are
Im blowing up the sun, while your shooting for the stars
So ahead of my time I see the future with these bars, boy
And I am the f**ing future
You need a better view or higher seat well heres a booster
I could drive the devil crazy, and have jesus stuck in neutral
If you claim KING then with these raps I murder Martin Luther, n***a
Yeah, Motherf**ers never loved us
Talk all the sh** you want but only GOD can judge us
Which is ironic because GODs the only one above us
Go ahead and rewind it, the ones they always hated was us
Yeah, I know you remember, n***a
Now everybody wanna be a f**ing member, n***a
They start beef, hear me, then they surrender, n***a
Didn't plan to loose? Better rewrite your agenda, n***a
sh**, Assa**inate your confidence
Hand on my dick while I'm screaming "f** your co*kiness"
Hand on the bible every time I spit a rhyme
Coaching these rappers, and they can't get no f**ing playing time
Yeah, Thats because they're whack man, I swear to GOD
If all my wishes came true, that would be fairly odd
If all my wishes came true, my mom would be alive
The other part to that is that my f**ing dad would die
[Hook: Dj DubC]
Hands up I'm taking shots
(Im holding this rap game hostage, n***a)
Im after you whether you hate or not
(You wanna be a victim then watch me, n***a)
Hands up I'm taking shots
(Your favorite rappers being held for random, n***a)
Im hip hops worst fear, I swear
Won't be no more rappers here , I swear
Hands up I'm taking shots
(Im holding this rap game hostage, n***a)
Im after you whether you hate or not
(You wanna be a victim then watch me, n***a)
Hands up I'm taking shots
(Your favorite rappers being held for random, n***a)
Im hip hops worst fear, I swear
Won't be no more rappers here , I swear
[Verse 2: Dj DubC]
Motherf**ers don't know about AB? , Man is you living under a rock
That don't make you a star, how you plan to reach to the top
See I got my ways on every rappers head , I got a red dot
Black, Fire squad in boy I'm too cold
Like Jermaine when I aim and I shoot foes
Tell me who blows
Next so I can self-destruct , It ain't helping much if you spitting without the truth bro
Thats what you call a liar
I run sh** like DMC , you need to call me Sire
I'll lay a rapper flat out
And call it slashing tires
Flow dope and spit coke
So when I rap I call it getting higher
Gotta do more simple rhyming'
Cause our generation is so f**ing simple minded
Never simple with the pencil, I a**emble k**er lines
And my mentals never gentle , so my temples k** in silence
Catch up if you dare, boy
When you arrive I sense fear in the air, boy
And when you rhyme I smell p**y in the air, boy
I make threats because they won't ever push me they too scared, boy
DJ f**ing Dub b**h, know the name
The only n***a to spit like he already rose to fame
Lyrics spilling like blood when you blow a vein
Professor X with these bars I'm controlling brains...
[Hook]