[Intro:]
K-K-Kato on the track, b**h
[Verse 1: Godemis]
Whatever happened to the emcee
Times done changed for the emcee
And if he rap, I know he gotta be buzzed
If you don't know somebody who rap
You know somebody who does
It's prob'ly one of your cousins or dude up the block
Dropped a couple of albums or moved up a notch
Swallow it up or I don't slack on writing commence
To eating motherf**ers like Attack on Titan it's real
I see you headed for your doom, interscope and
These lesser n***as searching for the moon in the ocean
My third eye's open, inner vision in 3D
It's k**er city, Missouri murdering 'em on GP
So f** 'em all with a condom and I'm a nympho
This ain't no conversation, no common knowledge no info
I'm going in and it don't
Matter who get offended, this sh** is premeditated
So if I said it, I meant it
[Interlude]
[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
I dropped in just to say what up
Hip hop chuckled to itself and it created us
Laugh now but y'all dogs better rabie up
Cause on a real, ball hogs never made us much
My group precipitates sk**, shade by the deal
Fools forget to play still chasing dollar bills
I'm feeling great fail if you cruising it's a race
You hit the brakes bail if you knew what it would take
To make sales, no run up on the state sales
My face pale, made a come up on some hate mail
It's all subtle boy, I hope you enjoy the rebu*tal
Where with the trouble I just shrug when I point to the rubble
My coin stack, prepare the appointed task
They avoided the facts, I'm disappointed but back buoyant
I let him know that that soylent is rap poison
Comma for selling Belladonna I'll tell him Ill be out
[Interlude]
[Verse 3: Rittz]
Bring it right back
There's more and I'ma need a night cap
Emcees be bugging me I need a fly trap
I'm fly as f**, I look at you and see a piece of white trash
That got you heated, my bad
If I can beat him scrapping, I'ma stab him, leave a wide gash
They leak and he gon need a dry rag
An ice pack, an eye patch, a life raft
I drown him in a pool of blood
I'm truly underground, I write my rhymes inside a mine shaft
Frame by frame I stutter the game, it's like I seen a time lapse
And every lake is just as bad, I can't look past the traffic jam
Test the rappers they won't ever pa** the cla** exam
Blazing like I lit a match and had a can of gas in hand
You make me mad on stage, I'll backhand a b**h like Afroman
Snap a wrench in half and discipline you like a kid again
We stomping basic b**hes need some titties and an a** implant
Cold blooded like I'm trapped beneath an avalanche
Keep bragging 'bout your record deal, I'll jack you for your cash advance
b**h
[Interlude]
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[Outro: Rittz]
You can't be the best emcee if someone else is writing your raps