[Intro:]
I can't tolerate most of these n***as/
The sad thing is that i gotta stand close to these n***as/
Coaching these n***as just to try and see growth in these n***as/ they gym slobs that under breath go rim job and fund the ref and
[Bridge:]
Most these n***as run the net 3 years straight, and keep the heat lit/
Big break, hit TV. And spit some weak sh**/
Nahh BET would get a f**ing sheet brick/
And if i can't think of nothing else hotter bet i repeat this/
I'm still leaking flows that turn beats to complete mist/
Money roots I break bread you see a prefix/
You Talking bout you need hits? Deep sh**/
Where was you on all them nights when me and Leekie couldn't eat sh**?/
[Verse 1:]
But i been about my gristle scrap, when its vigil i riddle raps/
My front line official Head first and get a missle sacked/
I heard them n***as wired? They gripple snatched and it follow/
Hollows out the 32, yeah that Pistol long as a Wiffle Bat/
Whistle stacks, born from the bottom I incest the gravel/
Catching capsules strong enough to wreck ya castle/
Pull the toxin out and then i stretch for battle/
Box em out until they on the rope to pick one; they you Get hung or you can catch the la**o/
High cla** gang so F a ta**el, it's not in mind/
It Seems as though the fruits of my labor turned to a rotten vine/
With a plot and grind and plus we heard that yo trap hot/
We get yo trap popped and we jack pot cuz that slot is mine!/
A Prophet spitting so logical them n***a's give PAC a fine/
... Okay fine, At least 2chainz and them/
Cable casted and fable ga**ing label men that's stating how they fly a night then buy a sprite, get brave and dip some maple in/
[Bridge:]
They stapled in, I stifle wordsmiths in these idle Hurst's/
Make em bite the surface then skip town and I Skype the service/
Vision it, I'm just that ignorant teen that's always hype in person/
A vital merchant that keep more green than your recycled verses/
Cite your purpose, everybody rapping for a couple thousand/
And when did loving bad b**hes become a f**ing problem?!/
Shout out to Compton, I f** with problem/
Even If I'm underground forever, I still level volumes that can shovel albums!/
[Verse 2:]
Shuttle popping when we ain't training we put the shock in her/
Locker, lock up the logic, pull the socket, call Shebib, they know/
40 gotta watch for us../
Meanwhile I'm popping up with Tyler while he Twist more L's than flipping swastikas/
Naj and Divine watching I'm piling profits to butcher knife/
Big faces pockets got dom Kennedy look-a-likes/
They prolly' wanting lines so i tally up and then cook a bite/
That Prolly got em Molly high, they calling me to book a flight/
You keep them hookers hype? they beg me to make the Pearl gushy/
But them b**hes ain't with the mission, why in the world should we?/
Girl keep it blunt, she roll her tongue and then pearl woodies/
And twirl as long as she don't get it on my Earl hoodie/
Homie caught a case cuz a corporate had quarter bones/
And now he Missing Court and Home He Got Caught With A Quarter Strong/
But he sip Quart and Roam right back to the Corner Stone/
Quarters on, trigger fingers they itch with the Cortisone/
[Bridge:]
Sunset, That's when We Eat; That Ramadan Kinda Grind/
Y'all crossed the common line when y'all Rhyme Facade about Homicides/
And all black boat shoes, designer spine/ slow ranges, Gold chains that's matching the promenade Amistads/
Talking all kinda lies, just to make a couple thousand?/
Obviousy finding somebody real is still a f**ing problem/
I wish some asylum would go protest with hands out cuz I'd rather Go Deaf than Jam out to f**ing Island/
[Verse 3:]
I'm a problem child that obviously got some issues left/
I pipe em up for crystal meth/ I'm hiking up you bluffing/
I'm Rushing to turn your men brunette, them choppas come in spin roulette/
You pray two long noses then i bend you with the Hindu-et/
All these groups s** so now its taking me to lead the dream/
And plus My PETA ring hitting every bar with the creatine/
If these actors don't flea the scene I lacerate em/
Forced me to decapitate and turn that action slate into a guillotine/
That's chopping at they neck and such/
Even if it don't off em still I Squeeze you in coffins once them doctors had to stretch you up!/
Or Vest you up cuz desert eagles pecking through your pecs and such/
That 52 drawn I declare war when that deck is up!/
I'm decking every record, y'all faked it but this where karma Plays/
We been discarded A's, For them pennies we took the harder way/
Yo time clipped, mines got barber razors to start the rage/
Ain't sign no deal but I pulled the pen out and soon as the pin dropped, ITS ALL GRENADES!
[Bridge:]
It's hard to pave a way when these f**ing followers truck and pile em/
Nu Gawds painting, these pacing paganists Stuck in Sodom/
Now I bust a lines and duck and dodge em/
Because most these n***as post a song up it go bottom and they go f**ing possum/ 21-5 I'll f**ing dial em, it's f**ing solemn/
Like.. When did liking to f** become a f**ing problem?/
Shout out to ----- and f** his album/
And f** his column that destroyed music and f** who ever f**ing allowed him!/
[Outro:]
Tell Kendrick he gotta put another list out now/
Cuz I'm the hottest lil n***a with a lisp out now/
Nahhh the hottest lil n***a putting sh** out-