Hand's on the mic, grip it from left to right
Got these motherf**ers saying the HideandSeek is hella tight
Now what the f** you gonna do
See, I'll rip apart your crew into two
And put them into cages and I call that sh** the Zoo
Leaves these typicals in critical and flip them reciprocals
I have a tendency to smoke fat blunts and start ripping fools
Like f** a stepping stone, I take a giant leap of fate
Say the truth to a haters face and watch your problem escalate
Like take the mic out of your a**
And take this where you think you need to
Cos everyone raps nowadays so it's hard for me to see you
And plus, your style is see through, you f**boy rapping f*ggots
Hold a mic, not a dick, so quit and stop trying to grab it
I be rapping on some dumb sh**
I keep it on the fun tip
So check where you're standing at and check the people that you come with
It's that seven O seven and I keep on representing
All the hynas be undressing
I guess they'll never learn their lesson
They get played like some golf, as we get a hole in one
It was daddy's little girl, now look at what they all become
It's that slap you in the face until you see reality sh**
You can't be mad at me, b**h cos I be rapping crazy sick
(Ay yo Zoo, how you like your rappers?)
I like 'em quiet as f** as I begin making them start sh**ting in they pampers
I be giving up the answers to the questions that I never asked
All these rappers are temporary, and that's why they never last
Like, pa** the gra** and follow the task is all I ask
And I'm the main reason your favorite rapper is feeling hara**ed
I dot my i's, cross my t's, and blow O's
Taking the beef for a stroll and coming back with a flow
I'm that wicked a** cat
Bringing the rug and it's back
And your team don't even react when I be telling them where it's at
And I'm the last motherf**er that you'd think would ever do this
And if you didn't see it coming, then b**h you're just clueless