Move, homie! What the hell is you looking at?
Lino Skywalker's in the house, better book it fast
Took your last rhyme, in my past time I an*lyzed it
Never seen you do a single thing that you spat on that sh**
Huh, and don't go thinking that I hate your guts
But I think everybody in my circle knows you're fake as f**
Fools be saying, "Catch me slippin' at my shows" but they roll like twenty deep and I roll up in there alone
My flows be unbeatable, throne be unreachable
Year round I'm dope as f**, homie, it's never seasonal
You better think twice before you go out dissing me
Cos I don't seem to spit bars I can't break up physically
Instantly, k**ing you fools, drilling your crew
When it comes to making music all you make is sh**ty tunes
Local rappers say they support other local artists
But never do they share their sh** once, don't get me started
And honestly my fans ain't my fans, that's it truthfully
They fans of someone bigger in the scene and it's all good to me
You probably heard of me through a rapper with bigger buzz and accidentally stumbled on my sh** when you looked them up
Thank you for listening, though. Man, I salute you
Cos you probably heard of me through the side planks on YouTube
What I'm trying to say is, I'm nobody, man I know that
I rock other people's crowds at venues that I flow at
I ain't like these other fools pretending, they stay faking it
Taking pictures with the big a** crowd and say they're making it
Knowing damn right the people are not there to see 'em
Yo, I'm about to expose all these fools like a museum
See they open up for artists that already have a following
Then they make their own flyers saying they're headlining it
That sh** is funny, dawg cos this is my plan B
And this is your plan A, but you s** at being an emcee
And that's that, dawg cos this is all you got
But rhyming ain't a sk** when you go apply for jobs
Which you have to do eventually cos you ain't going nowhere
And don't go through my neighborhood, you ain't allowed to flow there
Koreatown, Los Angeles, I'm proud of my vicinity
Your little and your big homies, all of them fools feeling me
1-10 North to the [?] make a right and catch me on the block with some dope emcees
Hoping these locally boasting emcees flow with me
So I can rea**ure myself their flows got no potency
(b**h get at me)