[Intro]
It's all bad now, man...
It's all bad...
But y'all done fucked up now!
Yeah!
Ha-ha!
New shit!
Ayo!
I just want...
The whole world to know!
That I did not start this!
But I will finish it!

[Verse]
Comin' up! It never mattered what color you was
If you could spit, then you could spit
That's it, that's what it was
Back when motherfuckers was straight backpackin'
Cipherin'! Fightin' for life in this rap
For the mic to get passed, and you psyched, and you gassed
Then you hype, ‘cause you last
And you might whoop some ass! If you lost, then you lost
Shake hands like a man and you swallowed it
When the Unsigned Hype column in
The Source was, like, our only source of light
When the mics used to mean somethin', a four was, like
You were the shit... now it's, like, the least you get
Three and a half now just means you're a piece of shit
Four and a half or five means you're Biggie, Jigga, Nas
Or Benzino... shit, I don't even think you realize
You're playin' with motherfuckers' lives
I done watched Dre get fucked on The Chronic
Probably ‘cause I was on it
Now you fucked me out of my mics twice—I let it slide
I said, ”I wouldn't hold my fuckin' breath to get a five”
Shit, I was right, I'da fuckin' died already tryin'
I swear to God... I never lie, I bet it's why
You let that bitch give me that bullshit review!
I sat and took it! I ain't look at the shit—we knew
You'd probably try and fuck us with Obie and 50 too!
(*Spit*) Fuck a relationship, we through!
No more Source to street cred, them days is dead!
Ray's got AK's to Dave Mays's head!
Every issue there's an eight-page Made Men spread
Will somebody, please, tell whoever braids his head
That I am not afraid? You're just a fuckin' waste of lead
On my pencil! For me to write some shit this simple!
So, listen closely, as I break it down and proceed
This O.G's 'bout to get smoked like rolled weed
You don't know me or my motherfuckin' mother
You're motherfuckin' punk!
Put me on your fuckin' cover just to sell your little sell-out mag'!
I ain't mad! I feel bad! Here's an ad!
Here's a poster of Ray-Ray and his dad!
You wanna talk about some shit
That you don't know about, yeah?!
Let's talk about how you're puttin' your own son out there!
To try to eat off him 'cause you missed your boat!
You're never gonna blow! Bitch, you're just too old!
No wonder you're sore now, lordy, you're bored now
I'm pushin' 30, you're kickin' 40's door down
Bitch, this is war now! And you'll never beat me!
All you do is cheat me out of Quotables!
But you know that you'll always see me on your TV!
‘Cause you've got to stay up 'til three in the mornin'
To see your video played once on BET!
So, hee-hee, hee! Who has the last laugh?! Aftermath, yeah!
So, on behalf of our whole staff, kiss our asshole cracks!
We'll never fold or hold back!
Just know that Benzino's wack! No matter how many times I say his name, he'll never blow, jack!
You're better off tryin' to bring RSO back!
Look at your track record! That's how far it goes back!
It's extortion, and Ray owns a portion
So, half of the staff up there is fresh out of jail from Boston!
Bullyin' and bossin' — Dave's like a slave
They completely brainwashed him and forced him to stay!
Locked in his own office!
Afraid of the softest! Fakest! Wannabe gangsta in New York!
And it's pitiful! ‘Cause I would have never said shit if you'd
Have kept your mouth shut! Bitch, now what?!
Hit it, Clue! Spit it, Slay! New shit! Exclusive!
Yo, Lantern! Yo, Whoo Kid!
You know what to do with this!
Use it! I'm through! This is stupid!
I can't believe I stooped to this bullshit to do this!..
And who you're callin' a bitch, bitch?!,
You owe me!