You fake a** rappers tryna make millions stealing lines from a n***as old rhymes Yal nothing but minions to this business Your flow need a work out, ever consider seeing a gymnast? You know? Just to stretch it out a bit? For the next time you spit? Okay, maybe I should stop dissing Don't want you all over the news with headlines saying you "MISSING" So, I been hearing you chewing on my name _ you like that taste homie? Hope each letter leave you choking Malcolm X said "A man who stands for nothing will fall for anything" n***a das you from every view I'd have a beat to this bar, but that'd be a melody for a retard Hope this Sunday when you hit the Church you praY to the Lord and ask him why he made you a curse Don't k** yourself though, yo' mommy ain't got enough to hire a hearse Besides no n***a with a pulse would show up _ that'd be worse Picture a funeral with no obituary and they ain't even gon' take your dead a** body to a mortuary What was you thinking tryna hijack n***as, holding a gun to their heads with your finger on the trigger What's next? You gon' become a serial k**er? Man, I really hate you and here I'm am throwing my verses in your face like curses Said Nas your role model _ think he'd want a phony fan like you? You little underachiever, don't look down, don't want any shame on my sneakers n***a I hate that you breath, next time I hope I come across you as deceased We live under the same roof, abide by the same rules Ain't no fixed criteria but at the end of it LA FAMILIA