Cardiak - Deal Wit It lyrics

[Verse 1] The flow is hot and beat is cold again Angry blonde with white tee, i'm little Eminem Why is the game suffering from the state it's in I'ma murder you rappers time to reload the clip again Grew up with nothing, microwaved food with water Bullied as a youth, live half my life without a father The man don't mean sh** to me, I don't even bother These kids in the school didn't like the way I was rapping sh** So I 'ma take advantage of my anger and f**ing attack with it You wanna bully me, I leave you in a cold puddle of blood for messing with me Why do you think you have the right to take advantage of me I was on prescription meds for the stress, I try to encounter it But I don't give a f** what category you put me in I could be white trash, a nobody, and a worthless piece of sh** Those words you've been saying to me are gonna get you hit Give you so much anger you forget what wrist to slit I lived in this life, so I have the right to say this sh** Nobody cares about ya fake friends and lethal cannabis Not even my family can't even help me from the situations in which god gave Nobody can control me, I'm an uncaged animal fueled with rage [Hook] Deal with it, accept this sh** Nobody's ready for the state of mind I'm in I spit words that are weapons, no Glock with it I'm running outta time, break the clock and extend that sh** I tell them deal with it, accept this sh** I'm in the state of mind that Pac attacked B.I.G. in I'll hit em up if you try to rock my sh** And f** you up with the words that are weapons I a**ault you with [Verse 2] You think you insult me with the words I spit, really I don't give a sh** Hide behind your friends and prove that you're a b**h You're a p**y that grew up his whole life without a dick I'ma about to attack the beat Get slapped with a murder case like Drake k**ing Meek You're a two b**hes without the cup Fighting over what Ananaconda's in your b**hes sh** Like I said, Nicki can stand that you still gossip You just wanna "know, know, know, know" how about f** no You claiming you got sh**, but Nicki pays your sh** and saved your career from being bankrupted tho Threw you outta the grave, you ain't Pac and you'll never be him hoe No wonder why you hatin' cause you a sorry excuse to Philly Mixed the cheese and steak, and you f**ing fake It's seems like your sorry a** can't catch a break You're a groupie more than Nicki for God's sake Lil Snupe is rolling in his grave for God's sake How are you consider a rapper when you cry and sob more than Drake You're a snitch and lying piece of sh** So I'ma make a movie on this diss and f**ing flip the script [Hook] [Verse 3] I hate the fact that people go behind your back and talk sh** It proves to the world that you're a little b**h If go on Twitter and say some crazy sh** it's about you b**h Don't start problems that you can't finish, cause in this fight I will win it You wanna fight with words, I'm good at that Come outside and try to dismantle me with your fists I'll come back and destroy you I'll make sure that you ain't remembered and nobody even knows you I hate you people, you make an angry and cause me to blackout when i'm mad Cause once that happens, I ain't accountable for my actions You either deal wit it, or i'll rock your sh** Send your a** so high faster than a rocketship Get ready for the lift off, nobody wants to see me pissed off I flip you off, and beat your a**, proving that you're too soft You running round Mayweather, i'm about to knock you out MY hands are like Mike Tyson, taking your f**ing ear off I eat you pussies for breakfast, and chop you up at dinner Cook you in the oven and feed my dog your liver I ain't a perfect person, i'ma f**ing sinner I sold my soul to this game to not end up a loser but a f**ing winner [Hook]