[Spoken]
That was cute man, that was real cute
Now you about to get some competiton
Cause i dont know if anyone else is gonna say anything So we about to get into this
Wr about to bring this all the way back to the Bronx, nah what i mean
S'Mickey! Blackout...b**h! XMJ. Peace to Lord GFC. yea
Im ready [Verse]
Where ive been at
What im up to
Nobody cares
So my response is fu*k YOU! Black ??? patron in the city y'all black foes
Throw my hues like Langston
I dont know what you thinkin So Kendrick wanna play this game?
Cool i gotchu
Game point and i spot you
Shoot over you then i watch you
Look over to see the ball go through the net
When i watched you
You knew who to name in that song and who not to From the bottomless pit, out comes the pit
Treatin kenny like Bain
After he blew gotham to bits
Gotta be mick
Got the slick tho
This is what you wanted n***a?
Competition from a k**a thats a tons a spitta, COLD! I wonder what ya steez did ya sunny illa bars
Black out eyes just like ya album cover n***a You the king of new york?
Beg your pardon
The king of LA is dead
And that n***a from harlem [2 pac] Dont be like Ja Rule, mimicking him
Or we gonna sell you drunk outta that pool of liquor again Who pushed up against
None of y'all
You avoid juice
Fake Omar Epps
Just be a Schoolboy Q Gonna prove that he wrong
Talk over that sh**
You set the bar high n***a
I vault over that sh** Hollywood star n***a
I walk over that sh**
You say you sick?
I cough over that sh**
Who want this? Im targeting than you
Callin your crew
Who see the soul of Ab fly through
Sparring with you
Homie its true But you know what?
I ain't gonna namedrop y'all to d**h
Cause Hova's team is the only Jay Rock you respect
New York No beef
Just n***a grew warfare
I heard the record sat in my lawnchair
Like aw yeah Im at the window like malcolm
Lookin at y'all scared
You at your internet window
You saying im soft, where? [where] You love my city keep it accurate dog
Stolo so haircuttin think you got fabulous bars? Oh yeah
You use to copy Jaws Hamilton dog
A Good kid turned the mad city after him y'all [Breakdown]
Plus the girl you was roomin with is outta new york
I guarantee his lady go gaga over this song
I ain't in it for the soul after them bars
I won't spare it
Im just concerned with the haters
Who hate after they hear us So if black hippy step
They gonna die off, bless
Vampire with the bars
I'mma find y'all next k**in everybody
You can cosign those bets
You shot and got a quick return
Like the IRS [pow!) [Verse]
Better than you
Said it back in twenty ten though
Polit(?) with the penstorke
Call up all yo kinfolk Mighty with the sword
Ninja Gaiden its shockin
How i held back and came at em full force
Remember Raiden (yea!) Lets bet on the next threat
New test next
You struggle with the bars over ya head
Like a bench press Tellin you right now
Dont talk around me
Cause out west you couldn't picture gettin hit
Like a papparazzi Black apple
Im ready to set it off
Comin for the bank
Who ready to play the God? While im bustin open doors
Evreybody on the floor
Put the money in the bags
Dont ring any alarms Im taking over the town
Ben Affleck on the song
And no king of New York
Biggie gone, Christopher Wallace Put it on the blogs
For the frauds make a response
I'll be here with the rest of my city
Holdin the fort
Reality gonna show him that im raw
But can he get cancelled with his b**h?
Thats Khloe and Lamar Lets have some...lets have some fun
You know, you wanted to have some fun? well lets do that then
Make sure, y'all ready
Cause clearly, we're ready over here Nope. nah f**, i got another verse I bet the funeral home got a stash
Reverend got another church
Two arts and mouse
Id rather battle pica**o
And Dali in the gardens of ???
Shadowbox with Ali
Postin up Barkley