[Verse 1: Jason T.i.M Mizfitz]
I'll do whatever it takes, there is no limits
I'm in it
To win it
Until I'm dead and I'm finished
Until my fire is extinguished
And when I die, I want you to go to the museum and visit my exhibit
It says "Jason T.i.M Mizfitz"
A legend because of how hard he was spitting
You're such a p**y , I can eat you up, your'e at the bottom of the food chain
All of you popular kids, debating about who's lame
f** you're "Creamteam" sh**
You don't even listen to Wu-Tang
Calling me a "swag f*g" because I can dress better
Cause I'm a trendsetter
And you can't afford that men's sweater
You see, you're just jealous cause I have style
Dude, look at yourself, you're in denial
Damn, I just wanted it so bad
That I grabbed a note pad
And wrote raps
About thing's that made me so mad
I went my own way, I didn't follow you
Cause your ignorant, f** all of you
"Jason, just give up you ain't gonna be sh**
And how could you rap you're lyrics, you can't even see sh**
Thank you to everybody that had the decency
To be believe in me
And just for that I'll provide you some beautiful scenery
I'm a rapper and an artist
If you disagree then you're retarded
It's like I started the trends
And you follow them
a**holes, there's a lot of them
I hope they never call again
The thought of them
Pisses me off, but I remember the fact that I'm ultimate
Oh yea, hey kobe
Your'e so fake, you said you were bumping oldies
On your cellular phone
But I know something about you, you're a catfish, and you actually catch fish, so go eat your'e anchovies
I'm so beast
And your'e obese
But really you're a hype beast phony
I start my own sh** I deserve a f**ing trophy
Now I'm outta control, nobody can control me
Kobe Ordinado
Likes to go to Mcdonalds
And order everything on the menu
Oh sorry did I offend you?
Well you did the same sh** to me
You see
"Somebody call the police
Cause he bullied the bullies"
And I actually have a reason
To bully them
And if a douchebag loser
Spreads rumors
Why would you believe them
And Kobe, as your'e ego starts to weaken during the weekend
Imma find you, slam you're face in the cement
Put my thumb on your throat, push down, until you stop breathing
You make it seem like it's a necessity
When really it's just an accessory
Everybody watch as I'm socking this b**h
Who's always talking his sh**
I feel like B-Rabbit, and you're Papa Doc in this b**h
My dad was like a bank, my mom was the maid
My sister was the discipline , that made me who I am today
That can be a good thing or a bad thing
Instead of studying, I was rapping
I used to wait for it to happen , now I make it happen, now it's happening