Y'all motherfu*kas not goin' nowhere
Goin' nowhere
Y'all motherfu*kas not goin' nowhere
Goin' nowhere
Y'all motherfu*kas not-
A'ight
Y'all motherfu*kas not going nowhere
If you stick to rapping 'bout the bread that you share
With your siblings
You dare
Call my sh*t trash?
You must be fu*kin' hearing impaired
You heard your own sh*t?
Spoiler: it's lame
I'd rather call you all out rather than waste
The amount of fu*kin' bars it would take
To call all you little rappers out by name
Damn
Guess that's the sacrifice I gotta make
In order to put you ba*tards deep in your graves
An' it's crazy y'all can't make the connection
Them and I are not the same and it's kinda depressing
That you would think that after I have been stressing
The same sh*t 24/7
They live in some big ass houses yet they tryna act hard
Y'all the reason why rap isn't as lit anymore
As it used to be
Now it's about jewelry, designer, and how many cars
Are parked in your fu*kin' garage
Damn, fu*k that fasaad
I blow your facade off and you better pray to God
I don't catch you slippin', even if you went to Prague
You wouldn't get a check
Dead rappers abroad, along with your plastic lifestyle
My God, my dick is raw from how much you su*k
fu*k your dawgs, let's give them clowns a round of applause
Your entire social tier is full of bots who cop
The same clothes, the same shoes, c'mon
They really think they somethin'
b*tch, fu*k off
I could end y'alls life with this lead an' I ain't talking 'bout the heat
I'll let y'all smoke this track up but you'll find that you can't breathe
Have you thinkin' to yourself how I got the audacity
An', Ha
And did I fail to mention
This song will surpass your lousy comprehensions?
'Stead of celebrities, how 'bout followin' your own intuition?
Damn, guess that's the mission
But meanwhile, I'm steady pissin'
On your SoundCloud tapes, damn, that sh*t's depressing
fu*k, I changed my mind
You ba*tards don't know sh*t about the fu*kin' grind
To pay for an instrumental and fill that sh*t up with rhymes
(Turn that up a little bit)
sh*t, at this point
From hear on out
Ima stop doin'
sh*t for clout
No more hate dodgin
Ima stay toxic
I am blade tossin'
My fu*kin' brain trauma
This is
Slay Majin