(INTRO)
Yeah
It's TeeJayFlow man
You know when you're underground you reach out to people so you can
You know
Extend your fan base you know
Get out there you know
Work together
Not this dumba**
This motherf**er is just greedy
(VERSE)
A'yo logic
You got no logic
Every single topic you rap about is obnoxious
You refused to hit me back so I'm feeling nauseous
So I'ma spit my sick sh** all over you until I vomit
You claim to astonish act like you're hooked on phonics
But ignoring me was something far beyond moronic
You're toxic
To the underground you're nothing but a pompous punk b**h with no conscience
Whose lucky he got so many hits on his music
Sure you can make a crowd jump but whoever jumps is stupid
I love the game like I was struck by cupid
You act like you do but you're just illusive
Not there for those who should be on your new hit
Thought you could keep me excluded
You didn't hit me back so it's conclusive you alluded that to disrespect me
You ain't ready for this beef so you better hit me back JET SPEED
I don't give a f** how many views you receive
You're filled with greed like a b**h on her knees and like when I busted on her you're gonna feel grief
I'm a man of respect you better watch who you're brief with
Cause I'll smash and pa** your a** like any b**h with cleavage
It wasn't just a favor I wanted I need this
But puttin' me down has influenced the demons hidin' in my cerebrum
Your songs seemin' to have some meanin' but you let me starve while you were feedin' yourself to exceedin'
Keep it up motherf**er your future seems grim
The grim reaper don't see me but I see him
You think you're so slim but I'll cut off your limbs to make sure your stupid a** never raps again
f** a pad and pen I'm more into erratic sins
I'm the dictator of the world f** the Vatican
It's funny how you think your raps are divine right
When every lyric you write is so short sighted
Don't get me excited because I'm hard to douse once I've been ignited
I don't hate beef in fact I like it
Cause I can trash any MC who's sided
With capitalistic imperial monopolies
How can you act so sloppily when you claim to be the prodigy of your label when they're taking at least half of your profits
Because you're not sh**
You brushed off a god when you didn't talk sense
Your rhymes aren't always good but mine are constant
I'm constantly going crazy on this
To the uneducated it is nonsense
I'm so out of your space like I'm a comet
And you can't cut the mic once I am on it
I'm Baphomet in person tell your boss I said that
I'll lay your back on a flat mat torture your a** crucify you and then bury you in a bag
I'm just bein' real don't ask if I'm mad
'Cause if I was mad your whole entire family would pa** away
This is payback for you acting strange