When I said that album coming mothaf**as didn't believe me When I gave that f**ing warning mothaf**as didn't heed me Now I'm bagging up the game and this sh** is insane Thought I'd gift wrap this sh** for those haters that complain Lots of doubt in my life It's kinda f**in plain No one's hit up my line No one's tugging at my chain No ones f**in with the kid I'm boutta turn to f**in Bane, and make the world feel ashamed for not f**in with my brain This sh** is JRC, is he a cannon well I'll guess we'll see- Leonardo when I jump off the scene The new Rakim when compared to a Fiend On the mic this sh** ain't wrote for the team It's the only sh** I could do to try to make y'all scream, to make y'all cream, to let y'all know who you're f**ing with Linden kid from Queens ain't kidding Best creative mind in the mothaf**in city Grabbing at your b**h by her mothaf**in titty b**h like it too, look at her she's giddy Flow's so smooth haters say that it was sh**ty, but f** all you, all I feel is f**ing pity, you're a little itty-bitty, like a spider who's on a committee, meant to judge, but f** em I'm busy, busy making bars that are too f**ing witty, busy at the clubs getting too f**ing litty, next to the wolf you're just a motha f**ing kitty, just stay on the kiddy rides Had enough of that flow, just sit and vibe Had to pull out my guns for the doubter tribe Ignoring the posts telling them to subscribe Next time you're doubting the come up, pull up, I'll show you the dive Plain a** b**hes some sh** I can't describe JRC the only champion times five, my eyes wide like I just died, I guess my place in this city's the life guide Cause now they wanna be me, but never In their f**ing lifetime f**! Had to do it