Pardon my persona, rapper anaconda
Eat these rhymers quick, call that d**h before dishonor
Y'all don't want the drama, your genre's border comedy
So cop me fast while I last, I'm on commodity
Might be an oddity, the way I spit that true form
Take the hottest MC, I'll make him lukewarm
Want me to follow your steps, go get my shoe horn
Y'all ain't my sons, you're my muthaf**in newborns
I do it for 'em, I might breed some green competitors
Trashin' all their rhymes like my job was chief editor
Fresher than that new blood, wiser like a veteran
Grindin' late nights, countin lines, call me Letterman
Write your name with the list of bums I did it better than
The game is dry, I spit to make it wetter, man
Weatherman can't predict this kind of rainstorm
I body finer lines in my f**in' brainstorms
Change norms and smash all your expectations
No bullsh**tin', call that constipation
Knuckle up for the flood, double up just like you're Noah
I'm reppin' 215, bout to run this like Balboa
Boxer in the ring, got a chopper I'ma bring
Spit bucket by the buckle, boy you're rocking with the king
I'm a titan on the mic, call me Tyson comma Mike
Vying for your ear's attention, if I want it I'ma bite
Right down to that nerve, that ground and to that curb
Like a kick up in Kenzo, kicked up in the end zone
Lace the hell up, your face gets swelled up
Heard the scathin' through the wire, If they're hating they're a liar
And I'm bout to take it higher, but I'll keep that on the low
Too many rappers in the game, somebody gotta go
Nobody got a flow like that young Philly damager
Rip it like a pro, little bro you're just an amateur
Package any challenger and ship him to his manager
Never trust a snake, fake, flake or scavenger
Shady? I ain't havin' ya, I'm messin' with the real
I'm runnin' on a full deck, you missed out on the deal
I'm not the prototype so I might miss out on a deal
So f** it like a dime piece, these labels wouldn't deal...