You rap n***as done fucked up
Now the dragon is out the enchanted castle
Breathing fire down the backs of the packs of remaining rappers
Took a nap, but now i'm back but y’all done woke up Goliath
Playing David you'll get your facelift on stones with the Giant
This is Zeus in the book of Luke preaching gospel and tossing Lightning bolts, Mike Tyson flow
First round knockouts and likes to poke
Young Cassius Clay in his day they quote what i say
Watch a game, you catch the bouquet, I’m like Malcolm palming the K
In the window crush on nintendo, heard you think its a game
Fuck the fame and the glory, this rap shit was starting to bore me
And all the n***as before me, to be continued the story
Drowned in the mainstream, i came back, bitch i’m Jason Vorhees
And we all heard ya verse loud and clear my n***a
Just know that them ain’t the only ones to fear my n***a
Don’t look back i’m at your rearview n***a
Cause like it say, hey those objects are way closer than they appear my n***a
So take it for granted, next year I don’t think they can manage
While you n***as jumping through hoops i’m playing hoops with the planet
Put the universe in the verse, who said the south ain’t got lyricists?
I wrote this on the top of a piru? sitting on pyramids
While overlooking kingdoms to crush, Atlanta’s back
They don’t take us serious, you n***as out here singing too much
The game on a crutch, (?) changing it up
Pop fly, bitch I set fire to everything I touch, Boom
I smell fumes, spit fire from hell’s tomb
Raise the bar make you put both hands high like it’s twelve noon
92 i’ve been working, putting verses in hearses
With dreams of being on TV and fears of going commercial
The illest n***a alive, Mike Jack in the turban
Moonwalking with bob strep, I could claim my 72 virgins
N***as ain’t ready for us, no longer will you ignore us
This what happens when the hare underestimated the tortoise
Look, straight off the top like a bottle rocket in college
Cock it back on every artist that’s dropping projects
While ya’ll out here bottle popping and partying
I’m tryna make this rap shit hard again
Kicking y’all in the blackest holes like i’m Spartacus
Carrying torches and silencers, voices spoke that’s anonymous
As if y’all got voices, I’ve been a threat since my contraception
And destined to be a legend, and kill all y’all
Man ya’ll ain't got no choices, I ain't playing with y’all
This time around it’s genocide, in a class on my own
The only student that’s been advised, in a war with myself
Wish Pac and Biggie was still alive for some competition but i’d prolly rip them too
Like who the fuck i’m kidding, now they like he tripping
Did he say that? But there’s always been this little playback button
Ever since we had the A-track, and T.I. started rocking A hats
And 'Ye brought pastor Mase back, and Diddy was dancing on top of buildings like ASAP
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My minds inner works like a nervous style with service
I take a loaded gun
Come back around like y’all owe me one
Pull up with hammers strapped like: “strip, y’all show me somethin”