[Hook]
Front me a gla** of water, bring a river back [x4]
[Verse 2: Dylan Ross]
The pit boss of rap b**h pay it respect
I bet you couldn't even hang with the chain on my neck
I claim to my set to the A cypher family and the volunteerz
And you and me will not ever change the fact that I'm here
Never call Vladimir will blow you out the stratosphere
I bet you couldn't even hear me with some rabbit ears
I bust a gat up here
It don't get lonely at the top and since I'm at the f**ing top
It don't get sad up here
So lately I've been reading boroughs trying to find a purpose
It's probably scarier than black guys that make you nervous
I'm the white sheep capri children of the corn
I am the thing that comes after the calm before the storm
I'm dirt born and dirt poor
And lower middle cla**
I get on a track and show naked a**
D Ross got talent and drive
I talently drive the talent deprived to suicide
So
[Front me a gla** of water, bring a river back]
You might get money but I got a bigger stack
I'm changing my name so call me Dilly Madoff
If rap was a game I made it to the playoffs
I go hard when you and your crew stay soft
Like Snuggie detergent my dick stay off
My sh** lay off
You've been rhyming for twenty years
Face the facts that its never gonna pay off
[Hook]