Better put em' up
Let me get a little more rhythm up in your trunk
Never been a punk
Get a bit of skunk
Put a bit in my pipe
You got a light?
In a minute i'll be feelin' right
Then I'll wanna funk
Yup, one above ya like a bunk
Sending' everybody back to the lab
For the pen and pad
Wishing they were half of the rapper that I am
With a bit more ammunition in their guns
Many many men are 'bout the money
But they're mini
They'll never be any bigger than a fuckin' roach
Sittin in their kitchen
They bitchin and whining
Beggin' me to give them lines like I am their coach
Woah, shooter
Don't get any ruder
Anyone who get up in my way I'll maneuver
I'm a looter in a suit
No, suitor with the loot
Sweet syllables of mine
Putting women in a stooper
Any and everyone set to be my enemy
Might wanna take a little listen to my mixtape
'fore you make a mistake
Is there any risk-take-ers
That wanna get murdered on my next tape?
Posted on the corner with a bunch of my goons
Trippin off shrooms
Till I see the moon jump clouds
High that a motha
Better hide, mothafucka
Yup, gearing up to come on after you RIGHT NOW
CHORUS
We got something for ya
Put you in a coma
Best if you just come and turn it up right now
We got something for ya
Put you in a coma
I think you should go and turn it up right now

Told them all
I'M GOOD
Fuck your label
I'M GOOD
I'll bet you know it
I'M GOOD
I wish a mothafucka would...

Shit, you know that
I'M GOOD
I'll bet you know it
I'M GOOD
I'll bet she know it
I'M GOOD
I wish a mothafucka would...

I'm
Somewhat of a mover-shaker
Feelin' kinda proper when I'm all about my paper
Pager to a berry
A bit out the ordinary
Shit is deep like Barry
Directing like Perry
I am seen quite rarely
But a king, I am clearly
Might seem like I'm cheery
Don't fuck with a scary-type
Monster, with a posture
Once I'm getting on their head
I'm known to make them curl up like a Jerry
AYO
Whatever you want, baby
AYO
Nobody every told you I'm a crazy?
I don't do nothing but cussin' and spittin'
And flipping my diction a bit out the ordinary
WOAH
Doctor prep everybody for the slaughter
At best they are fodder
Defending' their honor
But I've never been a coddler
You could end up a martar
Thats the best I can offer
In the end you're a goner!
OH GOD
Have I been rambling?
My bad
I didn't mean to send yal packing
But I'm shooting at all the bad acting
New director
Cutting all the past casting
Want to make wack people
Quit rapping
Sad thing is many of em think im catting
But when I shut the casket
I'll be laughing
While they're asking
"what is happening"
WHAT IS HAPPENING?
CHORUS
We got something for ya
Put you in a coma
Best if you just come and turn it up right now
We got something for ya
Put you in a coma'
I think you should go and turn it up right now

Told them all
I'M GOOD
Fuck your label
I'M GOOD
I'll bet she knows it
I'M GOOD
I wish a mothafucka would...

Shit, you know that
I'M GOOD
I'll bet you know it
I'M GOOD
I'll bet she know it
I'M GOOD
I wish a mothafucka would...