[Verse 1]
Now I'm a georgia boy
This sh** my stomping grounds
And when it comes to rappin
I lack time to f** around
If a f** boy run his mouth
Won't be a chore to knock him out
Everybody knows that I'm a spitta
And you're cottonmouth
You n***as snakes..
..shadier than slim
You break a leg…
Whereas I sever limbs
I run this b**h
You tiptoeing like Tiny Tim
I don't give it too much thought
I just murk verses on a whim
Yo sh** is Riff Raff
Rap music plus you's a mismatch
I wish that you fools would get that
You drop tracks then I will dispatch
Dispose of you with no chit chat
You know how the saying goes...
Time is money and I wouldn't drop a dime on none of you folks
But at the drop of a dime
Im blockin out n***as tryna blockout my shine
I leave em amazed, I'm gaining some praise
Lately these days when I chop up a rhyme
I saw the big picture
Yo a** wasn't in the frame
I don't put up with you
I put you boys to shame
[Verse 2]
When I drop a track
I'm shouting “bombs away"
I'm on the road to riches
And you ain't even on the way
I got the crowd rocking and rolling like I'm supposed ta
I'ma have your favorite rappers posted portrait on a poster
Man I spit sincere, they disappear like Houdini
I'm at these n***as necks like Sweeney
Todd, the demon Barber
I hope you have no feelings harbored
That are bad, cause I'm brash with no compa**ion left offer
Cause these girls done s**ed me dry, told me lies, and conspired
Karma's a b**h, and lady luck's a f**ing liar
And all of these things have added up
So now it seems I've had enough
I'm dismantling the infrastructure of a f**er acting up
And my crew smack up who actin tough
I don't give a damn about (so and so or) such and such
Rap game set on Cluster f**
Yeah, and thats the truth to me
I'm got the fruits of my labor
While these boys rapping fruitlessly
[Verse 3]
Befo' I rip this 3rd verse
You'd betta ready the 3rd hearse
I'm Nerdy n***a done turned terse
And I don't spit for absurd perks
I do this sh** cause I've heard worse
And it only just seems to worsen
You rap thespians be like "lets begin"
But I'm tryna "close the curtain"
I'm cursing the person diverting away from the sk**
You n***as ain't working you'd rather get twerk, chill, and lurk in the field
n***as out here snorting blow
Im in the lab contortin' flow
Don't care yo a** enormous hoe
Finna watch my stash and portion grow
Ayo
I take that flow, hit reset
Ball out like it's a reflex
My word is law, it's precept
I'm banging thru yo presets
If you throwing shade, I deflect
A lying hoe, I detest
Runnin things for so damn long
I need to let my feet rest
I'm the best, the illest
Sick like, Syh-phillys
And I'll be the last man standing, I'm Unbreakable like Willis
Yeah, and thats the truth to me
I ain't reciting verses, I'm reading eulogies