[Intro]
I got a friend, his name G-Mo. He come here, he k** everybody
He mad, mad crazy. He only 5'4" but he got a .45, he come through the block and shoot everybody. I swear, he crazy, little guy, he got a Chinese AK. He came to the trap house, he slapped the man at the front door, back door, side door, and through the window. That man crazy. His name G-Mo
[Verse 1]
Look
My new rap name is inappropriate, that's what the hoes call me at the last show we did
Fur hat like a f**ing soviet, bat-sh** crazy lately I've been burning bridges with a**ociates
Hold up I hear a n***a speaking in the streets, throwing my name around instead of keeping it discreet
That's when I grab out the sword and I free it from the sheathe n***as' heads hit the floor when I swing it to the beat
This is black magic some sh** you've never seen, I flip the magic wand on a song MCs drop
Broke outta Azkaban then ?rob green got? rape the witch in the woods gave that b**h a pink sock
They say they can't take G-Mo serious that just forced G-Mo to be more furious
G-Mo is a cannibal I eat most lyricists but my flow is in danger because n***as keep on stealin it
[Chorus]
I never got a rap deal
Never had an A&R's help me and these snakes don't get along well
I never got a rap deal
Rich city, that's what my squad yells pissing on these b**hes like R Kells
We never got a rap deal
Because we can do it ourselves, jump on stage and make them all yell
I never got a rap deal
But I just bought a new chainsaw from a yard sale and I'm finna cause hell
[Verse 2]
Doobies full of weed in my ashtray, got me coughing like Eazy-E on his last days
I'm rolling up some black plague, it's the only thing that'll stop me from beating your a** mang
You rap gay f** your corny a** metaphors, all you n***as eat sh** like fetish p**n
That's why they listen to my sh** instead of yours, you singing on some Drake sh** when they press record
There's no way I could ever bow to ya'll, my mother f**ing ears bleed to the sound of ya'll
You act gangster just to make the crowd applaud, b**h you about as tough as Justin Timberlake in Alpha Dog
After ya'll bleed out we stab hoes, black crows eat you a**holes on the back road
The murder weapon and the mask, I stashed those under the floorboards of an abando ?cause I got a rap goal?
[Chorus]