"...I'm lookin' for the next sensation. An unsigned artist, that's the one I'm lookin' for."
Yeah, it's New York right here. Shout out my n***a Mike Raw.
Yo, Do you want it... Yeah
Who the big boys that play with big toys like they don't care... Yeah
About to fly around the world, y'all n***as can ask for next year. You want it... Yeah
Who the big boys that play with big toys like they don't care... Yeah
About to fly around the world, yo people ask for next year. You want it... Yeah
Who the big boys that play with big toys like they don't care... Yeah
About to fly around the world, y'all n***as can ask for next year.
Can't nobody f** with you
I'm an animal, I should be kept inside a f**in' zoo
You a b**h, your b**h told me she was stuck with you
f** around with me will get you beat like a production crew
I'm Vinnie Paz cousin, who the f** is you
Gun brawl, hand to hand, cousin I will muscle you
I used to ride p**y boi for a buck or two
Now I hit you with the lama, bodybag duffle you
Yeah, I do the type of sh** that a thug would do
You the type to be in magazines with men huggin' you
That's the type of sh** that have me snuffin' you
Pull the ratchet out and put a slug inside your bubble goose
I find your kind of rhyme to be insufferible
Put your body in a place where nobody discover you
Bring your whole team, all them f*ggots s**a too
Peace to Afu, brotha I'd spill they blood for you