New York City, yo yo, stand up
I'm back
Look
N***as is 6 n***a, Joey is one
[Verse]
What kind of top dawg is you, you more a shih tzu
You was cloned in a lab dog you artificial
You known for your label not because your art official
And I ain't gotta talk about how broke you are to fix you
'Cause when i send shots at you it'd be hard to miss you
Ain't gotta load the magazine just to press this issue
In fact, these ain't even shots they missiles
Tryna outclass the badass, so I gotta dismiss you
You all bark no bite but hit dogs gon' holler
Caught a couple strays, now it's time to put them on a collar
I let em rot while I charge them for top dollar
You the next n***a get dropped off a top roster
And I'ma be the rеason, okay bet
You sick dog looking for beef with a seasoned vеt
And you denied sick pups n***a you gon' see
You barking up the wrong tree think you fucking with me
It's about time Top let your ass off of the leash
Sound for 5 years yet your biggest moment for me
Can't nobody named a single song you ever released
Even Crashout wasn't your original beat
Every time Joey drop you see he eats
I did more for you than the whole of TDE
Its too bad n***a you should've been signed to me
Somebody tell Top we bouta start TDEast
Funny how they gotta use the Pro name for promo
On the low though I really think you n***as really is homo
The way you let Dot dick sit in your mouth
This that same dick licking i was talking about
You n***as will do anything for the clout
Crash out over n***as who won't even let you in they house
I bet you ain't even got his number
Its funny how the thirst is being disguised as hunger
Should have sat down been humble but now I gotta son ya
This lil ray of light will be the biggest shine of your whole life
I don't just flow I talk to your soul on the mic
You don't want smoke with me, please just give me a light
You need me to buzz I'm light years beyond Ray
Want me to engage so you mention my fiancé
Clearly I ain't scared to get in the ring
I mean, even Javonte had to fight a couple bums just to be king
Fuck around leave me no choice to slave on
Sugar in your tank, but you ain't no Sugar Ray Vaughn
Gay Vaughn, keep punching up with those pillow hands
You ain't even the middle man you just a lil man
Fuck (?)
We throw hands like Rayman
You ain't no Ray Liotta how much you made man
Said I woulda talked about your pocket
But aye man, you need a optician just to see Ray bands
Go fetch a coffee for your CEO
'Cause judging by the numbers i can see he clearly see he owe
Your mouth running 'cause your pockets run on low
I'm active and I'm macking, yeah
And that's something only me and Pac know
Play with fire and you gon' get burned
Listen and learn kid, you was better off an intern
Better yet a mascot
I been a beast with these flows n***a you can ask Dot
Killuminati part 2, yeah that was my last shot
And it's the difference between that and The Rulers Back, lets be clear
I salute you Kenny but I know you a lil wierd
You looking for some competition just know that I'll be right here
Straight like that, slide n***a rap, live and direct
We backkk
New York City, you are now rapping
With Joey Badass, You gotta love it
The finals n***a