[Intro]
Aye (echo)
I know this response is a bit overdue
But I'ma hit you wit it anyway
Chaisson on la track
Let's go!
[Hook]
This is for all you 'rap godz.'
What in the heck is wrong wit all of you artists
Why do you gotta attack God
You really stupid if you continue to attack God
This is for all you 'rap godz.'
What in the heck is wrong wit all of you artists
Why do you gotta attack God
You're really stu-st-stup-pid if you continue to attack God
[Interlude]
(This isn't a diss track. I just wanna share my heart. This is what I'm feelin. Check it out. Chaisson on la track.)
[Verse 1]
I'm a rap bot comin to attack rap godz
How dare you call yoself a rap god
Don't ever attack God
You think you're the god of rap
I dare you to say that to God
He made the planets, the stars, and Mars
(That's a wrap)
And you made a track callin yourself the lord of rap
Maybe you are a god
Not a god of rap
But a god of crap
That's why I'm on this track and exposin the facts
Of these cats
That are settin traps
To get you listenin to they raps
But I won't have it
So I'ma trash it and bash it
Kick it and stick it to ya
Goin off like booyah
Honestly, I'm hardly happy at the fact that chu wanna compare yourself to the Almighty
Scratch that, I'm not happy at all
Rappers are playin hooky when they see me comin
Cause I'm Godzilla and they Tokyo
Long story short, they need reconstruction after an encounter with me
Homie, I'm nuthin to play with
Dudes talkin bout throwin dollas
But when they hear me holla on a track
They get silent
Then they get back with you on that
I be keepin em guessin
Some consider my flow a blessin
And they appreciate the flowin
And want me to keep goin
So I'ma give em what they want
Chaisson on la track kickin em
And knockin em down
Draggin em on the ground
I let em get up
But they tumblin and stumblin
So I let em get they consciousness back
Then I go for another attack
And after that, I'm screamin it on the track
Got a problem with that
Other rappers are doin it
You listenin to them, right?
Rappers lookin at me and sayin
"Who is this kid? He's doin what he's doin to represent the name of Yeshuah."
Well, looks like ol boy smarter than I thought
Could be just a thought
Give honor where honor is due
Well when it comes to you
That's untrue
Cause you only recognize poo
And you spew it in your music
But I ain't having it
So I'm bashin it and smashin it
Stashin it wherever I feel the need
Makin these dudes ears bleed
But that's not my intentions, indeed
Not smokin weed
But I'm high
Defy the Christ
Boy, I'd rather die
Still rappin, but I'm almost outta room
I ain't even go zoom yet
But I swear, I will soon
Gotta end the verse now, or I never will
So I gotta bring the hook back
[Hook]
[Interlude]
(Round two, let's go)
[Verse 2]
Ayo, the industry done made a mistake lettin me up in this
Cause honestly, C.o.l.t. is a monster
He's awful
Poppin off on whatever track he hops on
Speed intensifying
Human speed defying
Comin in rockin and shockin and poppin
Not carin who's in the way
I'ma truck em
If you don't wanna get hit, then duck
Unless you wanna tell your friends "I was struck."
I pray when you at that gate, it don't shut in ya face
Boy, better pray for grace
Still rappin at a speedy pace
Rappers talkin bout k**in and stealin, but ain't nobody got time for that
Uh, poppin like a kernel
Or poppin like a pimple
But either way, I'm gonna be goin off on the track
And I'm gonna be
Hittin you with the adrenaline
Prayin that chur not feelin em
When it comes to rap godz, I be k**in em
Aye man, you gotta calm down
How can I when these dudes are callin them-selves rap godz
Let's get this straight
No humans' perfection can stay straight
But you prolly don't give a *gasp* about what I'm sayin though
I'm just prayin that you do
Cause in the end
It all depends
On who you followin
Aye
[Hook]
[Outro]
Real talk though
Ya'll gotta pray for them boys
Hopsin, Eminem, Kanye, Jay-Z, & anyone else following the path of Satan, man
Chaisson on la track
I'm out