I'm king of this shit, yeah I do it with elegance
I'm the zone I'm in my element
I'm with the spiders and all of 'em venomous
Can't give me brain if the bitch unintelligent
Hoes are retarded, I guess I'll be celibate
Indian n**ga, I'm up on a elephant
Why you be rapping if you so irrelevant?
Wait till your genitals go through development
I hit his skeleton, turn it to gelatin
Make his spirit fly up high like a pelican
F**k a human being amount of melanin
Doesn't make a n**ga more-so malevolent
You know I tell 'em it, animal delegate
Stealing and burning and kill for the hell of it
All of these rappers is funny, it evident
All of 'em f**king witchu for the benefit
Do I be f**king with them, it's a negative
N**gas be actin' complacent on sedatives
All of yo' music is getting repetitive
Like how I rap on the track but it's better if
I just get credited, I ain't invented it
I just be gassing you all off adrenaline
I'm so competitive
Everyone got they opinion, but all of it relative
I'm in the cut with my n**gas, bacteria
Always be honest with n**gas that near to ya'
N**gas fall off always acting superior
I'm in the gut of this s**t, her interior
Wanna join us, you don't meet the criteria
I got the rocket that popping in Syria
I be so cold to these n**gas, Siberia
If I'm on the track, get up, n**ga I carry ya
Pull out yo' spine, make a n**ga invertebrate
I'm in the city, it got a high murder rate
Pussy ass n**gas be talking, they sure to hate
Should I abort this lil n**ga, that's her debate
Uhhh
Pull up I dump out a, “Wait, running man, running man”
Someone better get a weight, put a gram on a pan
Bitch you on the front of gate, jump it then, jump it then
F**k it get a cutter mate, GTA on demand
Vroom, vroom
Might hotwire the whip and I zoom, zoom
These n**gas be shittin' like boom, boom
I'm winnin' I'm grinnin', a loon toon
That n**ga want smoke but ain't put in
They butthole, I'm puttin' my foot in
Get out of yo' feelings, you could win
But you way too cold to be cool then
Ahh
I put my dick in her mouth and she suck it up
I'm on your block and I'm barkin' like "What is up"
I will not f**k a hoe unless her butt is up
N**ga be sucking toes, man what the f**k is up wit' em
My gun on my denim, I send him to heaven
I get 'em outside of the 7-Eleven
He want it I bring 'em, a spider I sting 'em
The poison is in 'em, I'm done on the rhythm
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