(Verse 1)
First of all I got my middle fingers up, I call it finger f**
Cuz n***as talking sh** but when Im 'round them they don't bring it up, so they're p**y
And coincidentally that's what I like to f**, they trying to test me, but it's easy like they made it open book
So they try to do little sh** to f** me up so they can see my flaws, but they don't realize that they're the reason why I spit these bars
So I keep it pushin,' keep it movin,' keep on spittin,' keep on groovin'
I make them think they're winning when they're really motherf**ing losing
(Chorus)
I just ripped it and spit it and now it's over and threw wit'
I'm just hoping they get it so I don't have to review it
(Verse 2)
Because my flow is sick, my rhymes is ill, I think I might need Dr. Phil
If you don't like it someone will, because people like the sh** that's real
And I'm providing that because I know how the people feel
That's want that sh** that's built off honesty and second sk**
And like I said before if you don't like is someone will
So I could give a f** what you think n***a keep it sealed
n***as hating because I murder the beat
But when's the last time ya'll heard them n***as go rip a CD
You never heard it they ain't f**ing with me
So when I say I rip it p**y n***a that's what I mean
So back the f** up before I step on your toes
You run your mouth but you won't go to blows, this n***a froze
I run my sh** like I'm a f**ing rap star, these n***as claim to hate it but they bump it in they're f**ing car
That's how I know my sh** is nice and I got what they like
Cuz ain't a hater told me yet that I should drop the mic
So I rip it and I spit it on my f**ing mic
And watch these haters bob they head to my f**ing life
Some n***as watch me from a far, but they don't speak at all
They just want to hear the bars and see if I fall
And I don't mind it because they keep to theirself
They don't worry about the next n***a that's giving me hell
(Chorus)
f** ya'll man, can't even support a n***a that's trying to do something positive
That's why I made this versatile sh**, raw
(Verse 3)
Because n***as play with your emotions and then they laugh when you rap
But do that sh** out on the streets, and I bet you get capped
Because this is serious, what makes it a joke, the fact that ya'll ain't got the bars to flow
sh** I do that's why I'm k**ing this beat
Ya'll n***as quiet because ya'll know that ya'll ain't f**ing with me
I mean listen to my lyrics and sh**
You know I fear a n***a with the f**ing bars I spit
That's why you're listening and you ain't even giggling
Because now you see that I can spit and now I got you figitting
And everytime I spit, here we go with this again
(Verse 4)
I make you miserable
Make you want to quit I do
Make you want to stop and say why'd I even f** with you
Because I'm lyrical
And you n***as is queerical
But run your mouth again and it's f** it, I'm smeering you
Smeer the queer that's what I call it
Because when they see me they're smiling ear to ear like they got to vomit
They must think I'm fly like a comet
But I don't blame them I mean sh**, look who's on it
Raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw