Yo
You gonna witness my music, confusin’ ways
Who in the sake of God would introduce my name
I’ve been secluded and viewed as a true insane
Ludicrous loser, abuser, there’s few to say
I think I’m losin’ a huge fu*kin’ screw in my brain
Yet I have proven that you ain’t gonna ruin me
With all your stupid, subliminal amusement games
I’ll keep producin’ my tunes, never losin’ faith
I’m at the point where I avoid this drama spreadin’
Either you feed into this sh*t or be a man a forget it
I know I said a lot stupid sh*t but do I regret it?
Nah, y’all can kiss the cheeks of my ass if offended
I’m gettin’ sick of these snowflake generational b*tches
Misses I’m always fu*kin’ right when you know that you isn’t
Like have a fu*kin’ sense of humor or you’ll have an incision into your fu*kin’ head
‘Cause that’s the situation that’s given
I’m livin’ up to the top ‘cause this is my only shot
To go and murder these beats, whether you like it or not
I’m bout’a write ‘til my mother fu*kin’ mind has dropped
I ain’t quittin’ now ‘cause this is really all that I got to keep it major
A piece of me is half of this paper
You mother fu*kers buggin’ over sh*t that I say but
Have no problem when I show a bit of my anger
When I’m b*tchin’ at my ex ‘cause I barely can stand her
I’m not surprised everybody don’t like me
You ridiculin’ everything I say
Despite being a co*k su*kin’, mother fu*kin’ dick, bite me
I’m not somebody that you should be takin’ lightly
All of this hate in the air, it blinds me
Admit it, you f*ck boys love to fight me
We’ll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I’ll be at your mom’s by nine and we’ll be fu*kin’ all night
Disregard the rubber
I’ma pull out in the middle when I start to f*ck her
And you’ll be left in your life with a retarded brother
Yeah I said it co*k su*kers, did I start to stutter? Nah
I’m a true mother fu*ker, I’m just tryna make my bread and bu*ter off of this sh*t
Man it’s no wonder that my hungers always drivin’ me
This undeniably the worst side of me and yeah, f*ck anxiety
I’m not for that
If you talking smack, I got no problem knockin’ you right on your ass
The villain’s back, you want beef? Then fine you got it
Topic of discussion mother fu*ker, that’s all I wanted
Because my rhymes are lethal like a fire beneath you
I’ll decide if I’m livin’ my life violent or peaceful
So don’t come at me and expect that I won’t say sh*t
b*tch I will murder you so bad up on this mic you will quit
And possibly may have to rethink why you ever came at me first
When you know I’ll shrink you to size so you can fit in this urn
You f*ggots will never learn so homie just wait your turn
You fu*kin’ just with the villain, you’ll get what you all deserve
My pen is like the revolver, ammo is all the words
Firing back at all of these pussy, f*ggots and nerds
I’m waiting ‘til I return, the fu*kin’ gift and a curse
Forget tryna get the earth, I want the whole universe to hear what I fu*kin’ say
So shut up and just observe
I’m hearin’ too many chirps, I’m flippin’ you all the bird
Be ready when I emerge to murder you on the verse, you pussy
I be back and I’m practically slashin’ your ass
With these raps that I stash on my pad
If you f*ggots attack me, I’ll lash on your ass
With this fire burnin’ passion I have, that would drive me insane
fu*kin’ I be in pain but the stakes are too high
So I can’t walk away, gotta aim for the sky
Gonna stay ‘til die ‘cause one day you will rest me
Right next these legends, the best of the best is the next me
So why second guess me?
f*ggots, you naggin’? That’s fine, go ahead keep on laughin’
‘Cause that’s what has fueled me through most of my music
You fools lookin’ stupid, you losers are clueless
I knew you was not on my side, you a fake in disguise,
I just hate all you guys who would claim you would ride and just die for me, lyin’ to me
I’m not surprise, I can’t wait see your face when I’m signed ‘cause I be
Comin’ at you with the dopest rhymes, the coldest lines
The classical flow you might just recognize
Hear the lyrics from the poster child
The one you mother fu*kers hate and would poke his style, f*ck dissin’
You really wanna fight the real me?
Fine, put down the mic and just try to kill me
Do your best b*tch, go head oh wait, you can’t
You just a mother fu*kin’ pussy who just sh*ts his pants
I ain’t gon’ sit here and just argue
I guarantee if my sh*t erupts, I’ll draw more attention than a cartoon
The Chronicles was ripped apart due to the lyrics and comparisons
But I’m still havin’ a part two
So thank you for the criticism you c*nt
Mr. I ain’t never spoke a fu*kin’ word to you once
su*k on a dick and lick up the after spit on nuts, you fu*kin’ dumb
Half of y’all can’t even do what I’ve done
Never was out rhymed, I climb this mountain to outshine
All of my competition who just sits there and doubt’s my crazy ways
Who hates my mouth, why? My foul lines only contain two shots
b*tch, it’s about time that you hear me now
‘Cause I was a skinny clown the second I came around
Now I’m feastin’ on the game and I think I gained like eighty pounds
Waive this gun around inside of this stadium
Packed to the ceilin’, do you feel me now?
My rhymin’ patterns are just masterful
Matter a fact natural, your sh*t is trash and laughable with a capital L
Causin’ collateral damage put me in a rabbit hole but lookin’ back
I happen to see that my fu*kin’ glass is full so
It’s like a message in a bottle
My lyrics sealed so you can’t even follow
You ain’t gonna know sh*t the second I close in
And beat on your fu*kin’ head like AP did to his own kid
I’m comin’ in with extended rounds, amount? Too many to count
Wow, there’s plenty of clowns
Now it’s just kind’a common to hear these people go off on me like I’m fu*kin’ Madana
But at least with my fans, I never let ‘em down
Barely just where I wannabe
Probably not even close to the fu*kin’ finish line, sneakin’ around
Follow me like a prodigy, nearin’ something now, I just gotta be
This not a dream, I don’t wanna sleep
Part me wants to get up and demolish these mother fu*kers critiquin’ me
Have to decency, Jesus I can’t believe this
You treatin’ me like a piece of fu*kin’ garbage
And equally makin’ me feel completely like I ain’t need to be here
Just wastin’ my fu*kin’ time
And I recently thought if I easily said the f*ck with this sh*t
Got up and left it peacefully
I would be seemingly just feedin’ into your selfish and greedy, deceitfully ways
That you frequently, secretly are givin’ me
But I guess that’s now what beefin’ means
Just like a story book from a folktale
You hoes still can’t even keep up, you chase your own tail
Catch you at the motel 6, gettin’ your dick su*ked by a grown male
With your toe nail up his ass like oh well, you do what your told still
I guess your a broke fail, you softer than oatmeal
You wanna promote sales like Howie Mandel, I look at him like no deal
We not even bro’s still so you can just
Poke me back, my flow’s like magic
You know the fact that I’m no fanatic
My bonus tracks are more dope than half of your whole album
I don’t need to no one to cope for that
When you know that I’m the baddest like what up
I’m just sittin’ on back
Watchin’ this game fall and collapse from the point where I’m at
What happened to battle rap, actually rap in general?
It’s not even impressive to be a rapper anymore
No one gives a flyin’ f*ck if you’s a flashy star
Money you f*g retards spend on these gats and cars
We want them nasty bars, don’t care if your track is hard
You could be wack or smart, just fu*kin’ act the part
Y’all rappers ain’t sh*t, basically fakes, you pussy
I’m not a gangsta but it’s a big mistake to push me
I’ve gone crazed I’m back, all in your face I know ya
To the pavement as I grab a grenade launcher
And I spray your ass like I’m a crazy mobster
‘Cause I’m turnin’ back into that old ragin’ monster
Fac