[Intro: Strayakunt]
Ay you know what it is
Straight outta 8 Mile '95 hahahaha
Mobbing deep son
Let's go
[Verse 1: gamemast15r]
Paranoia haunts me
Grand theft auto on my mind with all these car keys
I carve trees, leave your a** retired like Charles Barkley
I'm grateful for the dead
I'm grateful for anything that goes to make me bread
I stab you in the neck with a pen
Sign in blood and it will all be ok in the end
Hallelujah, Fidel Castro knocking on d**h's door
Nine Inch Nails in your forehead like Trent Reznor
Crucifixes, the juice is written in the Ghetto Quran
The metal will spawn, hollow tips that fit in your palm
Bunch of knuckleheads, get my fist to your face
Am I really the one that has to put your b**h into place?
I spit with such conviction and grace
I'm violence incarnated, you just listen to Ma$e
And if you snitch on anyone, you'll get clipped with no case
[Verse 2: I_need_2_die]
From Columbus, I ain't scared and I'm infamous
There's a reason why everyone see my wickedness
Broke into houses and sold a couple of grams
I ain't telling a story like I'm Big Baby D.R.A.M
Crack houses downtown while wannabe gangsters in the burbs
They look like clowns and they get there a** beat on the curb
I got anxiety so I guess I'm like Cudi
There isn't anyone I know that's like Buddy
Holly told me she'd date me but I know she been s**ing dick
But goddamn, the way she looked, made me harder than a brick
Food stamps and welfare doesn't help that much
So I gotta save the day like a CS GO clutch
Feelin like Ca**ius with a lot of stings
I hate attention so f** the bling
f** your high horse, Ima ride a giraffe
Your voice is hoarse, makes me wanna laugh
I ain't a Nixon, I make stories like Dickens
Listening to me is like reading a book
f** Rihanna and make that a** twerk
Y'all s**er MC's know I can't be shook
DMX made the devil his b**h and made him cook
That's how I got some spicy sriracha shrimp
I ain't king, the liberals call me Raja Pimp
Gunshots got me levitated
They're always unpremeditated
Kanye got me feeling creative
Oops, I mean breative
Don't wanna be looked at the wrong way
I told shawty I ain't got the answers like Sway
She left me and I got a new bae
It's a brand new day with brand new faces
Not that good at rhymes but I know I k**ed it like Jason
[Verse 3: IssyTooNice]
Issy rip em' all up
270 I hope it don't f**ing stall up
In the Volvo get your skull struck
With the gun in the back
Always tucking the mac
Always busting the strap
Ill hit your cousin with that
You nothing without these raps
Im buzzing spitting these facts
You busting in now you sad
With a weak b**h you finna dad
IssyTooNice my raps finna be bad
I wet you up like its slim fast
Then wreck sh** up with my ill facts
Mind sharp n***a like tacks
I Might spark if you steal back
Then come back with the real cats
Thats 9 lives and we will Spaz
f** the 12 Modern Warfare f**ing still slaps
Its grind time while we flip packs
And make stacks of the chilled crack
Then bounce back like we kodak
They flash a** off that Cognac
Then pa** gas like a mole rat
I rap fast leave you feeling whack
My clique's packed and we will attack
[Verse 4: ThaHipHopHead]
Yo, ayo
If the entire game went against my ill crew, it'd still lose
I k** dudes, and fill brews, all your shots missed like mildew
Stab a fiend for half a bean, traffic weed for ma**ive cream
Battle all you rappers, then go to sleep with avid dreams
Dominate tracks like absolute rulers
Ab-Soul rules, yuh, I duel it out with rugers
I like it gritty, I'm talking shoot-outs, turf war
My tongue is Excalibur, yours is a nerf sword
I can make a rowdy room go quiet
And I'll force the Buddha into a diet
Everybody dyin', but no one is cryin'
Maybe I just oughta go a bar silent....
...Nah, f** that sh**
Out the streets now, and I'm still tough as brick
Chillin' at the Palace of Versailles, gals at my side
And even on text, my verse is better by thousands of times
[Verse 5: BS-Calrissian]
I hope the main event in my life, is still ahead of me
I still got a lot of time till I drop dead, you see
I pray every day to thank god for all the luck I had
I don't know if I should even demand more
I swear, I never swore to hate but fear is in my core
Not afraid to admit. Tired of the bullsh**
I try to stand strong, can't do it alone, when you're gone
My mind is free but gone too, what I gonna do
Push my mind through, hope I don't fall more for you
Still happens every time, the weary line in my mind
Between mine and yours, I can't see the border anymore
I'm sure, that I'm man enough but less tuff than I can
Or than I could, or should or even would
You think I'm weak? you just a fraud acting rough
Most who act hard just never saw enough
Or had enough, ain't no thing to be hard for yourself
I'll wait till you had the guts to be weak for someone else
The eager, fight their own ego, that's the enemy
The only victory that tells and teach's you any real
About yourself, but shooked is what you feel
You wannabe a crook, rappin how you pack steel
But you're halfsteppin, f** off, become real
[Verse 6: YeshuasIsTheKing-116]
Let me start this off smooth
Get back my groove
Its the return of the emperor
Watch as I move
Like an a**a**in
Im sick and tired of yall asking
Whos the greatest MC
Like I ain't out here rapping
Lyrically, yall can't see me
Its Hip Hops John Cena
Rhymes purer than a bottle of Aquafina
Its such a misdemeanor
How yall abusing the craft that I love
I swear all I hear is money, money, s**, d**
Cmon son, you over here giving us that foo foo
Na na, your bars are filled wit doo doo
Caca, I see right through you
You sweeter than LaLa
Eating some cheerios
Here we go
Its the mystical, mysterious
Integral, give and go flow
Colder than an snowstorm in the NY
Raw and prime like a ribeye
Yall should see why Im a giant like Eli
Or Mike Strahan
Im saying Im the man
The GOAT, the King
The dope I bring will have you sprung or spring for joy
And shout Hallelujah
Thank God Almighty, its the ruler
He dont do it for the mula or the pieces at the jacobs j**eler
He just love to go upside your oblongata
Who got the juice? You know I got em
Wheres your favorite rapper?
You know I shot him
You know hes dead
Fed him this verbal lead
He said that he was better than me
I replied Those who choose to use disrespectful views upon the G-O-A-T get your block hotter than a city in Haiti
You can love, embrace, or hate me
But you will respect me
Get out my way and let me be great please
And as I proceed to give you what you need
Ill be making rappers get on their knees and
BOW DOWN
You clowns
[Verse 7: CKoo]
Don't ask me how, but I already peeled off another man's skin
Feeling f**ing tough? Cut it off, and peel off or I'mma do it again
I'm not trynna appeal to any of you, I don't need ya'll as friend
So I'mma cut you off, just to lose weight and start to ascend
You'll never be in my league, so don't get your hopes up too high
Only way you'll f** with me or be touching me is when your body too fly
And you're spitting too dry, but I don't mind, cause your head game too wild
So Nicki, you better let me cum at you, before I come at you and you'll die