[Chorus]
Get up
I'm ready to beat these suckas down
With a flow they never heard of
What? with words I murda like a blade
I step right on the mound and get assertive
It might hurt ya
The worst is yet to come we make 'em wait
Shut ya mouths
Listen closer to the poundin
Behold the evil mallet
The crowns of the underground
Been the phattest
So choose ya battles
The pressure would make you drown
Here's a mеssage for ya boss
Tell 'em hydras back in town
Yеah what's haddenin

[Verse 1]
I chase the rabbit infatuation provides me with habits I can't contain like when I rhyme
Imma take ya for a ride
I found my purpose through rappin
I tend to speak on truth
And there ain't nothin to hide
And thats a fact ya lil busta
I see you try to slander my name
Without a lick of somethin proovin all that shit you been sayin
I know a snake when I see one don't test the mane
Ya soul is my breakfast
And they done let me off the chain
I can't get enough
I got some anna for ya fake ass rappers
That claim ya rattled the game
I always knew you was cappin
And fuck that record label baggin all ya change
You done played yourself
All to get a little taste of the wealth hahaaaa
Me?
Im steadily creepin like a poacher
I wonder if it's God or just the devil on my shoulder
Wreakin havoc
With the bats off in my brain
Know the feelin from the magic
I got flowing in my veins
Look at you bigots you wish you went another way
The constant residuals keep you well below my range
Im back on my fix and this ain't no fib
I do my thing
This here is just a smidgen
And I'm bound to turn the tables
[Chorus]
Get up
I'm ready to beat these suckas down
With a flow they never heard of
What? with words I murda like a blade
I step right on the mound and get assertive
It might hurt ya
The worst is yet to come we make 'em wait
Shut ya mouth
Listen closer to the poundin
Behold the evil mallet
The crowns of the underground
Bring the static
So choose ya battles
The pressure would make you drown
Here's a message for ya boss
Tell 'em hydras back in town
Yeah what's haddenin

[Verse 2]
Mad flavors for days
Off in the 615
You know we smokin on that death
Lil homie take a break and realize that this year ain't the vibe
And that nothing you do will ever seem to help
Mothafuckas think they run whole world with that rudeness
Talkin out they neck
But all I hear is tons of bullshit
Screamin from ya bed I see you're nothin but a nuisance
Gon and kiss my ass
And save the stuntin for the new kids
Covid 19
Has a plan to fuck with yo mind
I believe it in certain cases if I scrape through the lies
But the masks I kinda like em
Cause it's hidin your breath
90 percent of y'all be stankin half the time from the meth
And call me crazy if you want
But I ain't losin no rest
I'm too busy reciting riddles with a blunt to the head
I deal with problems
Just like y'all but there's just one little difference
I ain't no bitch
Yeah
Ya feel it?