Raw from New York to the center of the Earth
?? warning y'all talk, no one remembered the words
Give it up you can't spit nothing, better rehearse
Wack f** your rap s**s, I never check for your verse
You ain't sh** I don't like you, stop spitting like you homicidal
You probably go home and read the Bible
Livest rapper alive, I hold the title
An emcee so deadly I already k**ed every rival
They can't come against me, lost before began
I'm coming for your head with a sword in my hand
Guard your neck while the architect drawing a plan
Spit unique, when I hit the beat you fall where you stand
People talk about you, then that's what it is
Have some food on the stove when I come to your crib
After I eat I'll make your mom s** my dick
I'm a sick f** everyone I know is f**ing sick