Raw from New York to the center of the Earth ?? warning y'all talk, no one remembered the words Give it up you can't spit nothing, better rehearse Wack f** your rap s**s, I never check for your verse You ain't sh** I don't like you, stop spitting like you homicidal You probably go home and read the Bible Livest rapper alive, I hold the title An emcee so deadly I already k**ed every rival They can't come against me, lost before began I'm coming for your head with a sword in my hand Guard your neck while the architect drawing a plan Spit unique, when I hit the beat you fall where you stand People talk about you, then that's what it is Have some food on the stove when I come to your crib After I eat I'll make your mom s** my dick I'm a sick f** everyone I know is f**ing sick