I throw tanks of propane, the flow kinda profane/
It’s Fuck how you feel n***a I bang like Cobain/
And I’ll dead your whole gang to make bread like whole grain/
If you think I’m trash man then you must be smoking/
Y’all so cookie cutter flow just came up out a stencil/
I’ll fill them up with lead Ain't talking about a pencil/
A n***a tryna step to me that n***a must be mental/
Cuz I go retarded on a special instrumental/
This beat go retarded so I just go stupid/
Like these dumbass n***as who claim they make music /
That sound like a diss so let a n***a come correct/
I ain’t mean no disrespect the boy just suffer from Tourette’s/
Anyway, fuck all that shit enough about the king/
I really wanna know how you other n***as been/
How it feel to realize that you really ain’t shit?/
And y’all some sucker motherfuckers who been sucking on a-(HEYY!!)
Whoops well what can you expect?/
I need to take my meds for these goddamn Tourette’s/
But I don’t know what it’s like to try to hold my tongue/
Ain’t that like putting tissue in the barrel of a gun?/
Won’t stop shit couldn’t clog a potty mouth/
So I’ll take buck shots like I pulled a shotty out/
If a n***a got a problem let me know what it’s about/
If we can’t talk it through then my hands will work it out/
That’s fact that’s law we could put it on your moms b/
The NY killa, gorilla one man army/
I know you wanna step to me but you cannot touch this/
MC hammer flow but I will not blow my budget/
I’m smarter than that. I been born to hustle/
World on my back I beat the beat to flex a muscle/
If you run up on me that’ll be your last step/
H-E-C motherfucker rep it till my last breath/
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