[Sample]
(Gettin' ready take ya down, boy) x4

[Verse 1]
Stop acting like you a clown, boy
You ain’t Otis, why you fuckin' around, boy?
You ain’t feeling this? Look how you sound, boy
I got the West style like I’m a cowboy
I spit funk like I need me a Altoid
In the crowd, you can see I’m a loud voice
You get loud, but you really just sound moist
Your sound void ‘cause I lyrically drown noise
And I’m
(Gettin' ready take ya down...)
Look at my swag, look at my flow, look at my art, look at my craft
Look at you cats, scared as a bitch from how I rap
Making you look wack from how I flip a track
I be
(Gettin' ready take ya down, boy) x4

[Verse 2]
Ay
Pronouns, verbs and nouns, boy
Better sound words out aloud, boy
Turn them rappers that’s mumbling down, boy
With they beats sounding like a child’s toy
Yes I be the last never to drown, boy
Never fall off Hene has vowed, boy
This my town, boy, ya outta ya bounds, boy
I knock down boys and I roundhouse boys
Like I
(Gettin' ready take ya down...)
Like I was Otis or maybe you didn’t notice
I wrote it and I composed it
I’m focused to make a opus
The dopest to make a moment
So soak it and make it yours
You know that we taking over
I be
(Gettin' ready take ya down, boy) x4
(Gettin' ready take ya down...)
[Verse 3]
Not again
It’s not a thang, homie, I’m stronger than mama pain
Mama say mamu makoosa
What mama say? It’s the return of the [?] back in GH
Back in the day, was church equate [?]
Tryna escape class, I’m hoping to make raps
Straight bad like Roscoe but never the snot-nose
Back when I was only two feet high
Though now I’m
(Gettin' ready take ya down...)
When all I see
Is all emcees wanting to be so r&b
When aren’t we supposedly supposed to be
Different, well let me end it by saying RIP
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