I never f**ed anybody over in my life.
All I have in this world is my boss and my word,
and I don't break em for nobody.
What you think now, huh?
What you think, I'm a worm like f**in' you?
My thoughts are right, my thoughts are.
Don't f** with me.
How you call your people family, but you ain't got no loyalty?
How you say you feature peeps but you keep all the royalties?
Then never break bread with a n***a, bread with a n***a.
Remember what I said to you now, I'm dead to you n***as.
Smith and Wesson aimed at my head, a clip full of bullets.
All that talk about guns on my family, you wouldn't pull it.
Ain't got the balls to do it, yours truly b**h with a movement.
Who's this motherf**er actin stupid, talkin' like he roofless.
Foolish n***as got it twisted, you can't swim with the sharks.
You better swim with the fishes, n***a, just play your part.
Play your position smart, soldier.
And if you were smart you would quit and sit in the dark.
I see a b**h in your heart, you missin' a spark.
Me, I got that fluid to your lighter.
Okay, I'll drop the track now, you f*ggots sound like biters.
You takin' his style, you takin' his flow.
You even take the same beat and f**in' named it Control.
You ain't original, n***a, you ain't makin' no dough.
I know you never heard a soul chant your name at a show.
I know it hurts little bro, but I'm the one you could look up to.
I'll show you how to rock the mic and make these ladies love you.
You could be just like me G, just wait until your balls drop.
n***a's all talk, they bout as p**y as a mall cop.
Comin' for these rappers so you best protect your neck.
Wanna be gangstas are throwin' hood's but never rap a set.
Mo'f**ers aren't a threat, it's YT to the d**h.
You're next, motherf**er. Steady reppin' the west.
I should have stopped you in your steps the second you test.
Nevertheless, I always pay respect to the vets.
Rest in peace Big and Pac. Is there heaven for these rappers?
I'm 'bout to murder them all out. I'll ready all of they caskets.
I'm laughin' and n***as askin' what happened.
Can you imagine that last look upon they face
when I slay these cats with a pa**ion?
All that barkin' ain't scarin' a n***a.
And I heard your last track, goddamn, that was embarra**ing n***a.
Yeah we, here for the take in hip-hop's next generation.
Y'all motherf**ers better hide in your basement, n***a we back, blat.