4. who You Love
Hook:
Who you love (x2)
Verse 1
Mafia or Mage. King or Sage
I still wipe the floor with you like you were half my age
Not even like minded. Never on the same page
Cause my bars are what they used to build super man's cage
I'm in a super fly age
But my art is like vet. Clipping fake rappers wings
How are they fly as sh**
Uhh. I'm the one that's always fit
Whenever I go out, it will always be lit
Trouble with the curve. I'm the one they can't hit
But no trouble with the verse cause I always spit
Always spewing mucous, cause bruv I'm sick
What's your excuse for always sounding like sh**
You should quit
You don't want to ever get acquainted with a True Grit
We the elites of this thing
My words are full of soul. What could you tell me bout game
Always on track so I don't need to switch lanes
Cla** is in, didn't you hear the bell ring
Hook
Who you love (x2)
Shinobi, Alchemist. Trainer or exorcist
Always on point. With my scope, I could never miss
You? You could never diss
So Why confront my team
We got all lined up for you rappers to cause a scene
So what. I'm pissed but pray I don't go green
I'll recycle you like trash. Do you get what that means
I'm not a bad dude. I'm actually nice as hell
I'll burn till there's not even a story of you to tell
Satan was an angel but look how he fell
That ain't no wedding Dog those are funeral bells
Cause you ain't ever married the game
Just dying for fame
You at the bottom of the pit with the rest of the lames
This is Sparta, so get tossed to the flame
Big man ting. Yuh wasn't ready for the lane
Get back to the avenue
Saying you that hot but at events we ain't having you
On my worst behaviour, so I'mma do what I have to do
I'm bout to dig in. And it's only rappers on my menu