Nasty - J. Jonah Jameson lyrics

[Verse 1] Pulled out my notebook the other day I don't usually write in it cuz it's put away But I read something I wrote from the 7th grade And at that moment I knew I was finna be getting paid Ignorant mindsets don't get you anywhere But without it life isn't fair Cause ignorance is bliss right? We gon start a fist fight And I'm using all these street lights to move me through this life My next one better be better Cause I feel like a dropout in this cold weather I mean I ain't drop outta school, I just didn't go I just hit the studio and came up with some new old flows Reason they old, is cause I'm an ancestor to the game Bringing back the old name of the retired underground rappers who had no fame No shame if y'all call me whack But I bet you couldn't hop on this track and spit more than what I've spat And had a meaning while you're telling a story I won't stop doing this even when I'm 40 Be like the Run DMC without the rock approach Don't mess with my kin folk, unless you wanna meet the end of this extendo Lemme vent tho Empty out my feelings I'm sorry ma but I had to be the villain Cause the Hero goes unnoticed But if I did something bad they wouldn't lose focus So I wrote this But this is potent, take a hit from it once You'll go insane, you ain't on that high level I be on mane You still on that Mario trynna save Peach I be on that Bowser flame, n***a it's not weak Spitting Bowser flames all week And this verse I'll keep, instead of delete Like I do everything else And you look up, I'll be on the shelf N-A-S-t-y, this diesel gotta n***a fried I'm so high, extraterrestrian n***a you just a ceiling fan Lets go with these bricks and connect them so I can start my shift I uplift, never talk down Cause we all kings without a crown So much flow in this river, I might drown And if you ask me They say I'm the Hottest n***a around [Pause] [Verse 2] You must feel threatened, but I'm not aiming a weapon There is no other rappers in my section Infection, causing disease to spread Inception, making sh** up in ya head I got the tool with lead Not a number 2, call me the one Hottest n***a under the sun It's not cuz I'm from Florida either But I still got the heater Preacher, tell me why does this sh** happen Arguments end up with guns clapping I spit like my lips stay chappin Your flow a has been Bruh my flow like a never ending battery Dead bodies in thee hood, the whites call it casualties Actually, I'm trynna save my people naturally But they don't listen and that's sad to see They living in a ignorant reality, and they always saying f** faculty So I hop on the mic to make them crackahs mad at me