[Verse 1: Rufat]
Get yours
You busy popping off and getting loud with the words
I'm something like [?] you piss me off and get served
Order a plate of hors d'oeuvres when you stepping on the turf
When survival is a must and the chattin' won't work
I'm just tryna bring it home, yous on second or first
Ha I'm hated and hydrated a giant enough thirst
When your mind on your money p**y comes with the perks
If you put it in reverse then your hustle gets cursed
If your heart ain't in it then your feelings get hurt
I'm too busy on the offensive to ever get offended
These stick and these stone weapons ain't hittin' my soul, check it
I'm kicking it cold turkey they going for more seconds
No breaking or recessing like hanging with [?]
Ain't begging for no blessings, just hitting 'em all taking
Consecutive headshots, we running it no questions
[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
[?] Eyes the color of Elmo
Sharp tongue cuts through the air like strings of a cello
[?] like a jumper in 2k13 with 'Melo
Cause its a hit every time I shoot these thoughts in to my cell phone
Please go add the word "greatness" to my headstone
Spit a verse for critics turn around and see their a** blown
Back like a pez, when they peak I still progress
[?] I don't f** with purple [?]
I tell them all believe in me, really why not
After five rounds my opponents only get side shocked
So to show love for a [?] cat
Whose only game [?] rap
[?]
That's why everybody lately sounding the same on their tracks
So I give them no empathy, melody epiphany
Got a mind behind me other crews are human centipedes
What an [?] 'till infinity
K-Double D task force [?]
[?]
So I ain't gotta lift a finger to address an enemy
And even amputees ain't countin' me out
If you thinking different maybe send my kids in your mouth
Without a doubt, game over [?] drug name sober
This is what happens when McLennon gets a flame thrower
[Verse 3: Koncept]
See I've been sippin' cranberry and very much vodka
Barely love nogga[?], married won't stop that
And my [?] the velcro
With grease on my elbow but sleep in this hell hole
Big booty latin chick getting new to smashing it
True to what an addict is, cool when she grabs the dick
Walt Disney, more titties, Lord forgive me
More Lindsey's, more Sidneys, Lord give me
Floors lifted, wait that's [?]
Calm down, ha, thats whats known as my norm is
My... is enormous, come over and measure it
Yo come over everything you don't have to pressure me
My apologies see, Kon's for the children
Especially the case when your mom's in the building
I'll be brown-bagging stoop-sitting Duke sisters chilling
Still have the dignity to rape the beat, k** 'em
[Verse 4: Punch]
Yo these rappers got me too baffled
Got this rap game locked n***a two shackles
You a king up on the chess board with two castles
Make a move my goons come through with no ha**le
b**hes acting bashful I'll bag 'em easily
f** 'em, let them blow and then they asking "why you leaving me?"
Swear my dick is ready, rock hard, these b**hes fiend-ing me
Late nights, blowing up my BBM, pinging me
Believe in me, take a lesson from the dopest dog
I'm devouring opponents, they think I'm playing
These b**hes follow me on Twitter like I'm Moses
I ain't gotta talk about dude cause everybody know it
This ain't nothing new, knowing a real G
I've been a dog, lost in my own crib
Catch me on the intercom, a dapper don, helicop-
Chilling with my concierge
Hopping off the tribe world, coppin' work from Javier
My whole life, I'm seeing clear through these Cartiers
n***as rocking Christan Audigiers, little spot in Harlem
But its a waste of money son because I'm hardly there
You say you hood but yo you hardly there you k**in' me
Who real as me?
n***as say they gangster but they scared to fight
IPhone with 30 Terabytes, a plush crib but I ain't there at night
Always been this wild and not-caring type
High school, higher than a f**ing plane to stare at high
Scary right? Yeah well that's my MO
Black stone sh**, yeah I'm a MO
n***as know the demo, it's hoes up in the party n***a let's go see
I'm up in S-O-B's, with the retro 3
[?]
Let another n***a mold her
Cause I wouldn't trust a b**h bro as far as I could throw her
And the girl you calling baby, she chilling in my play pen
Asked that hoe to face time, watch what she say it is
She Talk about she stayed in
Yeah right n***a, I was knee deep up in the twat all night n***a
Truck all white n***a get that a** straight up
Damn yall hoes fine, aye where y'all going? Wait up
f** that p**y, I'd rather have that a** pay up
I like to bag doper hoes cause I just can't cake up
Had 'em eating, shoved her told her a** wake up
This the type of sh** my n***a I just can't make up
Anyway, back to it n***a, back to the rapping
Speaking hypothetical of actual facts
Cause I actually trap, what you forgot? Are you delirious?
You may have had an ounce or two but that sh** wasn't continuous
But everything you n***as got for me is supercilious
Its simplified silly sh**, n***as can't be serious
It's the P period U-N, to the C-H
Got three cars, three cribs, up in three states
So f** your release date I told you 'bout this [?]
Hood heavyweight, new Mike Tyson
Then a custom model in a custom model
Six series Benz laying with a Russian model
And all she do is f** and swallow but that's cool with me
My n***as saying she's a ho but that ain't news to me
It ain't no tricks here, ain't no David Blaine
You ain't gon' see me up in magic city trying to make it rain
Trying to get this change, while working on a three-peat
You n***as on twitter, s**ing dick for re-tweets
I gotta laugh at it, cause its funny but its true
I'm a hundred racks up, n***a who the f** are you?
Can somebody explain? Cause I'm just trying to figure out
If it ain't about the dough than what the f** is it about?
You see what I'm saying, that's why my name is in your mouth
[?] then you go invade a house
And now they watching [?] on the couch
Chilling with their friends
Smoking on the dirt weed, saying to their friends
n***as bunching change, but I'm like "where?"
Cause when you think about it man I was an a** hole there
[?]
This [?] new in this 8-0 new development
I do it for the hell of it, I play it like it's war though
I'll have your f**ing upper-body severed from your torso
But that's an understatement, but n***a even more-so
I'm heavily armed with forearms like I was Goro
Matter fact I'm bored, yo
Partially cause n***as in Milwaukee jeans talking P when n***as rocking corn rows
*Video 2*
[Verse 1: Natnaiel]
Aye, yo N-A-T, spitting rhymes so vividly
n***as know that I'm an ill MC
And lame-a** n***as can't compete with me
Especially you best believe a n***a straight k** it
Feeling like a villain needing penicillin
All up in your spot plus you know I'm in the building
Sick straight chilling, feeling like I'm freezing
Know I'm believing feeling like a heathen
Don't you know that there ain't no questions
Be no presence, and need no lessons
b**h a** n***as be giving with straight oppressions
But, I'm like a monster [?]
Straight away I'll drop ya
Feeling like Mufasa, run like Simba
Name to remember, drinking lots of liquor
[?]
Looking for a bad female, I don't really care if she likes the retail
I'll take her to my crib, check my email
Come to my house we can discuss in further detail
And take her clothes off
And I take these hoes off
Got some coke there in your nose, nah I'm lying
But I'm still lying and a n***a still trying
A n***a feel it, feeling like I need to
This is [?] straight preview preview
I see you, looking straight depleted
Y'all acting defeated, this ain't been [?]
I'm in the spot, feeling like a straight genius
Plus I'm straight rapping, know you straight seeing this
Feel like a mechanic fix everything that I damage
Plus it don't matter, [?] like a hammock
Straight up got this, shoot up like a rocket
Peep my hypothesis, every time I'm dropping this
Plus I [?] harder than a ry-ry-rhinoceros
Know that I got in this
Yeah, and I'm so damn equipped
Female students, know I'm the sh**
Don't you understand you must believe that
Looking for some weed cause I need that
And I don't really care about your feedback
I be smoking 'till I relax
n***as don't know this, its hocus, pocus
Every single time that I wrote this
[?] and I don't f** with no broke b**h
Know this, don't you understand I'm so focused
Notice, cause I'm straight flying
And I get to frying, n***a no lying
Kind of like Aladdin, n***a no carpet
Motherf**ers mad that a n***a had to start sh**
Looking for a Jasmine, looking for a rapping chick
But I can't find her so I f** some random b**h
As long as she ain't a crack head when she give it
Plus the flow straight pacific
And I did it, straight from new Jerusalem
And I ought to k** it you don't know what I do to them
But I pa** it to who wants to rap next
Rapping like this a reflex
[Verse 2: Denzil Porter]
Look
I'm from where cats carry pistols and they strap
The hunger in they bristles shoot like missiles when they stack
The brothers getting itches little sisters slinging crack
And the gats go "brrr-at" sound like Denzil when he raps
See the candles getting lit, that means somebody dead
Let his n***as egg him on, shot and scrambled his head
For its sicker, better be careful who you dig up
You get them n***as started they popping your whole wig up
[?] Realize I'm nothing like you
Anything I want to do I can, I recycle
I recite these [?] at the people [?]
People confident in the bible so we all gon' see the light
[?] They ain't even ripe yet
I'm merely throwing stones, I ain't even rock the mic yet
Trying to make it out the hood so we stay up all night
They know if there ain't nothing left then we may be alright
[?] That's what these haters' words do to me
But getting hate to n***as moving weight is nothing new to me
So if you want beef, I suggest you chew it see
Y'all ain't saying nothing you speak gibberish, fluently
Life's a b**h but please don't wait for d**h to kiss you on the forehead
[?] Mess with wrong go-getter, they will go and get you
My homies keep it [?] like tissue if there's an issue
Look, we pray for heaven but we live in hell
You want a [?] wizard's spells
I these Compton n***as wouldn't tell
But I wouldn't drop a dime in a wishing well
*Video 3*
[Verse 1: Mahboo]
Pudge is repping Stoo-C
But we got the f** f** Swag in the house
And the RapGenius cozies and RapGenius water
RapGenius Movie, and its coming soon see
Who finna play me? Probably a cutie
Yeah (with a booty)
Maybe with a booty
And I want to date Taylor Swift
Just so I can break down the incidents that she lists
In our breakup song
Shes cute got a- with a country thong
And we're going to hit the bar together
Long as we're together we're going to hit the bed
And the country brain head is what I wake up to
Along with grits, and three eggs
I like my sh** poached
(Yeah, I gotta pa** on that)