[Verse 1: Ethan Harrington]
Yo, please
Don't even let me begin
Man as soon as I begin, for y'all it's spelling out the end
I got about a trillion words just sitting right inside this pen
And then I found out I can use them, I've been writing ever since
I say that you can't do this, man I'm not a fan of bluffing
Please just understand my fans are random, you can't tell them nothing
Soon as I come up with something, mind's on the right track and running
At the finish line, can't see me yet, but you can tell I'm coming
Something sounding like a stampede
And rappers can't breathe
It's either PE
So take it easy
Or it is me, E
And if it is me, listen closely, you better run
Like I just walked up in airport and pulled out a f**ing gun
Now take me serious, I'm the best from where I'm from
And I don't mean just tiny Melrose I mean New England you bum
How come you doubt me, I thought you'd hold me up proudly
Saying how E, changed the city, sh**, and now he
k**ing rappers like there's bounties
Out there, nah, but you don't come around me
What the f**, I thought that we were supposed to be family
Don't matter now
You just gave me some more bullsh** for me to rap about
I'm pa**ing out these a**es
Don't make me hand you yours
I got no remorse
[Verse 2: Ethan Harrington]
I'm f**ing nasty with this flow
You'll never pa** me, I don't know
Say keep it fast E, or go slow
I got some happiness, want more
Hear keep it cla**y from a hoe
Get in the back seat, answer's no, I don't care
I could be so cold, and potent
See me? I am roller-coastin'
Boasts and doughin'
I could take you off the coast and
Make you feel the middle of my ocean
I just rode in on a golden horse, they're rollin'
And they hit me up, they hopin'
Ethan will fall off, they're smokin'
But I'm too busy here boastin'
Okay
So listen here b**hes
I'm a f**ing man and a man on a mission
If y'all don't understand, just stand there and listen
Y'all are calling me a player, hey I'm playing my position
[Verse 3: Ethan Harrington]
Nowadays I put my songs on Rap Genius
Tell me, isn't that genius?
Lyrics make them say he is
Nowadays I'm at the studio recording more
And hitting up the corner store
You know I gotta eat, I'm living like I'm poor
So push me out, I'll catch my f**ing foot in the door
And break this sh** down
Don't apologize now
I'm fiending for the crown
Look around
Name someone better
Emcee's bowing down, they better
Made 'em wet their bed's cause I'm hunting
Like a got a Beretta and a vendetta
Making sure E is everybody's favorite letter
f** it, I just need a Coretta
Someone that'd hold me down
Even when I'm not making a sound
b**hes trippin' like they smoked an ounce
Might as well make ‘em Bounce