You fake a** rappers tryna make millions stealing lines from a n***as old rhymes
Yal nothing but minions to this business
Your flow need a work out, ever consider seeing a gymnast? You know? Just to stretch it out a bit? For the next time you spit?
Okay, maybe I should stop dissing
Don't want you all over the news with headlines saying you "MISSING"
So, I been hearing you chewing on my name _ you like that taste homie?
Hope each letter leave you choking
Malcolm X said "A man who stands for nothing will fall for anything" n***a das you from every view
I'd have a beat to this bar, but that'd be a melody for a retard
Hope this Sunday when you hit the Church you praY to the Lord and ask him why he made you a curse
Don't k** yourself though, yo' mommy ain't got enough to hire a hearse
Besides no n***a with a pulse would show up _ that'd be worse
Picture a funeral with no obituary and they ain't even gon' take your dead a** body to a mortuary
What was you thinking tryna hijack n***as, holding a gun to their heads with your finger on the trigger
What's next? You gon' become a serial k**er?
Man, I really hate you and here I'm am throwing my verses in your face like curses
Said Nas your role model _ think he'd want a phony fan like you?
You little underachiever, don't look down, don't want any shame on my sneakers
n***a I hate that you breath, next time I hope I come across you as deceased
We live under the same roof, abide by the same rules
Ain't no fixed criteria but at the end of it LA FAMILIA