When I said that album coming mothaf**as didn't believe me
When I gave that f**ing warning mothaf**as didn't heed me
Now I'm bagging up the game and this sh** is insane
Thought I'd gift wrap this sh** for those haters that complain
Lots of doubt in my life
It's kinda f**in plain
No one's hit up my line
No one's tugging at my chain
No ones f**in with the kid
I'm boutta turn to f**in Bane, and make the world feel ashamed for not f**in with my brain
This sh** is JRC, is he a cannon well I'll guess we'll see-
Leonardo when I jump off the scene
The new Rakim when compared to a Fiend
On the mic this sh** ain't wrote for the team
It's the only sh** I could do to try to make y'all scream, to make y'all cream, to let y'all know who you're f**ing with
Linden kid from Queens ain't kidding
Best creative mind in the mothaf**in city
Grabbing at your b**h by her mothaf**in titty
b**h like it too, look at her she's giddy
Flow's so smooth haters say that it was sh**ty, but f** all you, all I feel is f**ing pity, you're a little itty-bitty, like a spider who's on a committee, meant to judge, but f** em I'm busy, busy making bars that are too f**ing witty, busy at the clubs getting too f**ing litty, next to the wolf you're just a motha f**ing kitty, just stay on the kiddy rides
Had enough of that flow, just sit and vibe
Had to pull out my guns for the doubter tribe
Ignoring the posts telling them to subscribe
Next time you're doubting the come up, pull up, I'll show you the dive
Plain a** b**hes some sh** I can't describe
JRC the only champion times five, my eyes wide like I just died, I guess my place in this city's the life guide
Cause now they wanna be me, but never
In their f**ing lifetime
f**!
Had to do it