KR - Lost Control (Kendrick Lamar Response) lyrics

[Verse 1: KR] First off you rap n***as don't put fear in my heart Rip my f**ing soul out my chest and eat that sh** with a fork f** b**hes I'm f**ing focused on this game i embark, i thrive n***as get called out then they hide in the dark, you miscellaneous b**hes you pussies be out like kittens I ain't no contradicting n***a who be catchin some feelins over this rap sh**, critics you can kiss my a** Fly away with your f**ing neck attached to a helipad, you n***as mad but I be spittin these mags to k** your a** You should be glad that I be bold enough to attack all the rappers y'all idolize and look at like gods All that sh**'s a facade, eat a rap n***a I got no prob, just to make a hater mad let me talk about Joey Bad Every time I hear him spit I just sit in the booth and laugh, not saying that he whack not saying I'm the best I just know for a fact that he knows I'm a threat, what the f** is up Hit him with a one two and an uppercut, 2Pac b**h, 2Pac back, n***a i don't give a f** Bishop Nehru, Kid Rebel,[????], don't forget Ab, SchoolBoy Q, Young Sam, that n***a Dillon Cooper, and the whole Raider Klan Ca**ie Veggies gotta be my n***a but I'm the man, the whole FunkVolume Hopsin, Swizzzle Fish That n***a Dizzy Wright try to blow you all to apocalypse, that n***a [???], Chris Travis, it's everlasting,Logic Tryna k** all you n***as I promise, I'll try to knock down all you n***as off the top spot I'm tryin to body bag all you n***as so i could earn my spot Try to respond on this beat back and I'mma murder you, crush you to make every f**ing fan know i wanna f** with you Make every blog,site,and magazine wanna lose touch with you k** you till your f**ing mommy and daddy stop f**ing loving you The goon is back with two black straps, and an uzzi gat in the back of the [whip], takin shots at me I'm poppin the clip Your head gone, make it slide off your collar bone The [time alone] made me turn violent ain't no science my mind is gon accommodate my loyalty [?????] birth certificate burnin this stack of sh** You stupid b**h pitch a ball to your n***as throat hopin that n***a choke or float on white crack until we overdose Make a n***a stutter "that n***a KR he do the most", rollercoasting lyrics straight to the point No pyramids my time to stand buncha p**y n***as rappin juwanna mann [this chopper blam! one bullet n***a, will take yo'fam'] spit mac elevens 24/7 cus I go HAM This is not a diss just sayin get on your sh**, alot of rappers tryna make it I'm tryin to make that fit, I ain't fair with hiphop no friends in hiphop If k**ing's what it takes then I'm murederin nonstop Wussup?