[Verse 1: Noah's Cirasunda]
I guess you can say I'm gifted like an early Christmas
December 21st I put the game on my wishlist
Came in it like "who is this?"
It's the G.O.A.T, yeah I said it
Your jaw dropping like a stroke
I flame you with heavenly white smoke and turn you into a grain of coke
I'm on top of the throne don't poke, I'll eat you, don't reach I'll teach you your disguise is see through
This ain't anything like the tape but, how can't you live my drive I never give it a brake
You know how it is
I really can't negate that the date august 28th must've been fate callin' like dinners ready here's your plate
Picked up the phone and I ate
Jus came in the game already caught a couple corpses the futures looking gorgeous
And to all you f** n***as tryna ignore this
These are the warnings shots
94 big and 96 pac combined I'm vino, a fine wine that only gets better with time
Listen to the tape
I write rhymes you gotta rewind 99 times back
They don't even try and hop on this track I'm 99 laps past
Check the game I got a clasp on it
I spit poetic like a Shakespeare Sonnett
With a, touch of G watch me don it
Flow you'd never wish upon "IT" since a**uming gender can turn into a fender bender
Nowadays rappers spit like s** offenders cause 8 hours later you won't remember
They all pretenders
The game need a cleaner
Well, what you think I'm here for?
I appear poor but in a few years what you think I'm gonna need a financier for?
Check my twitter what you think I always disappear for?
In the 4th grade I never had a mother or a brother
All that time alone I had a pretty nice jumper
Haha jus playing I was fat so it was in 2k
Don't f** with you if you're two-faced
Eat you alive then spit you out like some toothpaste
Trump Donald down watch him fall out his toupee
My shoe game is flames
Liu kang
n***as throwing up signs like "gang gang" never bang
Live life the same as 93' wu-tang
Cash ruined everything around me, thank god hip hop found me
A year later you can crown thee, contradict and I'll cook you up like some ground beef
Look at my figurative speech, y'all play the game like leach, each preach like princess peach drink bleach and go to sleep before I k** you myself make you screech
Use my flamethrower to burn you to ashes
My heat comes in 3 flashes, watch the madness as I spit ma**ive caskets in ma**es
The Prelude already a cla**ic
Hip-Hop was dead the switch was tragic watch me revive that sh** like some magic
Truly Yourz mothaf**a, In a few months you can have it
[Verse 2: Noah Cirasunda]
I ain't drop it yet but TY is a cla**ic
Like 93 Jura**ic
I bodied that sh** just like I bodied this, grab a casket
Grab a few matches, we'll set the world on fire together with this static
Kinda like A.I. We talking bout practice?
I thought I had haters before WAIT until after this, took a good 4 months to master this
Haters don't care unless you a fruitcake or a rat or a snake
So they can do hate
To be number 1 you gotta be a fake and drop and unexpected tape, if you're reading this it's too late