Hand's on the mic, grip it from left to right Got these motherf**ers saying the HideandSeek is hella tight Now what the f** you gonna do See, I'll rip apart your crew into two And put them into cages and I call that sh** the Zoo Leaves these typicals in critical and flip them reciprocals I have a tendency to smoke fat blunts and start ripping fools Like f** a stepping stone, I take a giant leap of fate Say the truth to a haters face and watch your problem escalate Like take the mic out of your a** And take this where you think you need to Cos everyone raps nowadays so it's hard for me to see you And plus, your style is see through, you f**boy rapping f*ggots Hold a mic, not a dick, so quit and stop trying to grab it I be rapping on some dumb sh** I keep it on the fun tip So check where you're standing at and check the people that you come with It's that seven O seven and I keep on representing All the hynas be undressing I guess they'll never learn their lesson They get played like some golf, as we get a hole in one It was daddy's little girl, now look at what they all become It's that slap you in the face until you see reality sh** You can't be mad at me, b**h cos I be rapping crazy sick (Ay yo Zoo, how you like your rappers?) I like 'em quiet as f** as I begin making them start sh**ting in they pampers I be giving up the answers to the questions that I never asked All these rappers are temporary, and that's why they never last Like, pa** the gra** and follow the task is all I ask And I'm the main reason your favorite rapper is feeling hara**ed I dot my i's, cross my t's, and blow O's Taking the beef for a stroll and coming back with a flow I'm that wicked a** cat Bringing the rug and it's back And your team don't even react when I be telling them where it's at And I'm the last motherf**er that you'd think would ever do this And if you didn't see it coming, then b**h you're just clueless