Yo, being a rapper is hard, don't do it children (stop bitching)
Yeah, jokes on you comedian rappers and previous actors
Previous losers winning now, man can't you see thats backwards
Prima donnas going to bleed like a virgin would the was Pre-Madonna
I reek of ganja from a chief insina, my jeans designer
My mean persona is kinda just so people don't see my
Softer side, nah I'm playing with you man, we all gone die
Health Ledger bumping Chief Keef in the-
(Fuck this part)
Sweater, now the game might seem bitter
Just bored, cause I seem better (uh huh)
A yellow rat bastard that needs cheddar
Swiss please head nodding like Swiss beats with the lickrey
Uh, this hit lickrey read
Thats what they used to say to me when I was 16
But I knew these 6 teams would get me out shits creek
From pissy poor to pissy rich tell the vision, that shits deep
So my shit's deep, bitch dig it up
Here's a pace you can try and pick it up, if you was getting stuck
Yo, and I always got a new flow, always got a new hoe
Sipping on some Nuvo
Well she thinks its Nuvo but its really cough syrup doe
Is that date rape or just taking it slow?
Haha, jokes on you
What's funny is they used to laugh at me
Now they either wanna do a track with me or throw a jab at me
I dodge both, while I drive slow, these fuckers can't catch me
I'm DiCaprio about to shit they sink, my shit don't stink
I flip the script, no actor no slacking I'm proactive
I'm probably popping like a pimple do and tripping at interviews
No wonder that they don't hire
Probably because there's no higher messiah than
Dope rhymes, dope dealers and stoners that smoke ganja
I'm just a problem child with no father and no fucks given as stone
Martyr, I'm been guardian the game until
I'm performing at the garden, Madison Square
Remember back in math class I was trying to get in Madison's square
But she fronted, so I punched her in the stomach
Made the hoe vomit
Robbed her for her necklace, told her run it then I pawned it
Now I'm lying, pathological, I really just forgot the truth
But your favorite rapper lies to you too
Well, you knew that, so joke's on you hah
It's real shit man
(Can we stop now?)
I'm doing pranks in the hood like yo buy my gun (It was just a prank!)
I'm working out at Pre-K like I can't find my son (where is he?)
As high as they come, cum on her thighs when I'm done
Shoot at your eyes for some fun
Always knew I would be the one
You're talking down but I'm too high to hear em (what'd you say?)
I said, they was talking real shit
Guess I'm to high to feel em, I just wanna kill em
Murder, murder, I word on murder
I poor some syrup on some sherbet and feed it to your girl
Dip and curve her after, I murder rappers, I burn the rappers
He said he was hot in 05, now I bet he was not
I got machetes and shots for anyone trying to rush to the guard
Flying knees like, and I'll wrestle with God
I bitch slap the facade off you, make you run to your mom
She wouldn't believe how many bodies
I've already dumped in the park (millions)
Don't let the guns get the spark in
If the boys get the talk in, we'll have to revoke that
You know its the whole gang, we hotter than propane
If its lit then we gone bang, don't think that you want that
Fuck who you fucking with, better duck for some cover bitch
Better look for the exit and quit that noise that you coming with
Man fuck who you running with, I take your whole team
I'm schizo, so even when I'm alone, I'm still four deep (here here)
Make your foes nose bleed, yeah I don't fight fair
Cut your feet off just to rob you for your Nike Airs (I like those)
Put em on and start running deep
Go for some distance and stop when I'm far
(Think I'm done with this)