[Produced by Aaron Deux]
[Hook]
Yo let me ask you this, (what?)
Why you sitting down on that pa**ive sh**
Now just groove (what?) X8
Yo let me ask you this, (what?)
Why you sitting down on that pa**ive sh**
Now just groove (igh) X8
[Verse One: Isaiah G]
What they be yelling to blacks in the mist
A one sided guest sheet and you back of the list
A slap on the wrist, for (pchoo pchoo) smacking ya b**h
But she ain't Dwayne Johnson didn't wanna act like a snitch
Man what. silly ho, dumb in all of her syllables
Thought that Wayne was with vanilly when spitting his milli flow
Really doe that high dosage of stupid le-le-thal
Thought she getting movies pa**es for stubbing her silly toe
I just be an*lyzing my eyes with can of visine
I'm the man to rise when my hands tied and I'm anesthetizing
You can't deny a plan gunless you covered the Verizon mans
Corpse laying with his severed texting finger inside ya hand
Dodged a ram, now I'm charge barging you with a limp son
I hit a homer trot and now marge to you Simps son
I'm a new man, colors bumping I'm a hue man
Ask human, who man, you man ooh damn
[Verse Two: Human]
I'm a horny man; you'll never see me walking past a groupie
Either stop and gasp and holler back, or autograph her b**bies
You lack the creativity with bars to battle, truly
Cause I spit it like the ending of a p**nographic movie
And if you wanna try Charles, I'm ending up
Behind bars like the intro before my rhymes start
I don't be concerned when these freakin' therms claim to keep a burner
I'll still leave you looking like post-Ike Tina turner
My bars are facts. What you spat? You made up all of that
But they could strap me down to a polygraph when I'm dropping raps
See honestly, your bars are weak. In fact, you couldn't stand a Chance if you put a Chicago rapper on his feet
My lines are sickness. I'll send you to mars. Hit you so hard, bet that when you wake up, you'll forget who you are
I done attacking these younger ba*tards that s** at rapping
Wanna catch me? Posted with I.G.; you can double tap me
I'm king, it's no mistaking that I hold the placement
Y'all just use the words, "craft" and "art-form" because the grownups say it
I flow with substance. Got a bo*er that the hoes in love with
Couldn't give me head without golden structures to hold it up with
[Hook] X2