[Intro: K-Rino]
South Park, Dead End, let's get em, let's get em
5th Ward, 4-4, let's get em, let's get em
Southeast, Southwest, let's get em, let's get em
3rd Ward, Hiram-Clarke, let's get em, let's get em

[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Question, how did this develop?
My car, my swagger, my chain, shut the hell up
The one you got ain't even yours
I seen you at the grocery store mopping the floors
You telling lies by the dozen
Boy you ain't no pimp, one of your dancers is your cousin
Said you was balling, but you wasn't
I ain't never seen your wife, you probably got a husband
Your last album was garbage
I listened to it once, it gave my stereo a virus
17 songs, every one wack
I wouldn't sign you to an imaginary contract
Let me quit playing and be for real
You could pay me a mill' like you was giving me a deal
Watch your career plummet
You could win 90 straight and still be 90 under 500

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
All these toilet paper MCs is killing the game
Sugar water drinking fly cats, killing the game
They wanna knock us out the picture, but we still in the frame
Slap a hater in the grill if you feeling the same
[Verse 2: K-Rino]
Look at how this fool is dancing, oh Lord
I can't even say this line right, I'm laughing so hard
Your so called hits, you the only one that quote ‘em
You got fan letters, but you the one who wrote ‘em
They say K you should make a dance song, it might bubble
So I made me one up, it's called the Beat-Your-Ass Shuffle
Some of y'all are full of estrogen
Manhood in the negative, y'all are less than men
Octagon match, un-refereed
Bludgeon you, you gon' need somebody to help you bleed
The way you rappers turned the game into a fly fad
It's like some dude blowing up a school and saying my bad
And sagging is so controversial
The hood looking like a damn underwear commercial
And if it ain't one scam, it's another
Now they photoshopping models on their mixtape cover, man

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
All these toilet paper MCs is killing the game
Sugar water drinking fly cats, killing the game
They wanna knock us out the picture, but we still in the frame
Slap a hater in the grill if you feeling the same

[Verse 3: K-Rino]
Let me take you back to childhood for one minute, now think
See boys used to wear blue and girls wore pink
Mohawks use to be hard, like Mr. T?, certainly
Now dudes be getting Mohawks and coloring them burgundy
At school you had curls and pretty shirts with swirls
While we was shooting hoops, you played jacks with the girls
Little boys shouldn't put on women’s clothing and you know it
Hey, take this football boy, go outside and throw it
Catch it, run, jump, kick, throw a javelin
Steal a car or start a fight, do something that's masculine
Years later you picked up the mic, uh-oh what's happening?
I won't make no more songs like this, just promise not to rap again
It's impossible to wear pink thuggishly
Don't be surprised if rappers start rocking pumps publically
I'm born with the characteristics of a G
But I can't look at this girl because this dyke is mean mugging me
[Hook x2: K-Rino]
All these toilet paper MCs is killing the game
Sugar water drinking fly cats, killing the game
They wanna knock us out the picture, but we still in the frame
Slap a hater in the grill if you feeling the same