What happened to n***as rapping aggressive?
You see when I do it, I be possessing
That my flow is so oppressive
And what happened to n***as that got a message?
n***as be saying that they the best-est
And they flow is so possessive
n***as be thinking they got it on lock
With the pea-shooter flows, I'ma defeat you with those
I got some sh** I'ma co*k and spray up the whole block
Lay 'em down, show 'em all I don't play around
30 shots when I spray a round
I'm on the tip if you follow
I shoot 'em all up with a clip full of hollows
And when I dip, I take a sip of the bottle
Then get Ghost in the whip with the throttle
Get your b**h if she swallow
The epitome of f**ery, if you f** with me
I'ma be the one that is a rider, too cold for you to matter
You be too exquisite to try to pull it
I could put bullet holes in your designer, deleting all of your data
All of your intelligence was so artificial
You speak only of irrelevance and you liken to elegance
Nothing is real and you ain't part official
Hit the yellow brick road, you ain't got the heart up in you
Hanging with nothing but lames, look at the artist with you
I spit so fast with the words, I could scar the tissue
I bring action to a verb, like a participle
And I designed every bar that hit you, because I'm war ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I, spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)
Bringing the rest of the regiments
See if you compete with a veteran
Put you to sleep with the medicine
I'm the reason for doom in the room
See if you could speak with the elephant
In the closet, you a skeleton who buckling under pressure whenever confronted with an alliance
Say what you what if you want if you feel I'm bias
I'm the cause of a riot, I don't pretend to be forever
Leave my enemies screaming like the screech of Ferrari tires
The road to recovery but I tell 'em, ain't no coming back from it
So ain't no need for you to put it in reverse
You can't go back in time, unless it's a memory, pick up your corpse
After you bleed, I'ma put it in a hearse
Go to your funeral, see your mother crying like a Hyena
Droppin' tears because of a disbeliever who was in my arena
And even though I gave you a glorious d**h
I was hurt to see it in front of the preacher cause I do have a heart
Even though it's part of us, I'm still Spartacus
Legend like [?]
Better yet I'm [?] through your oculus
I could just see you now with the look of disgust up on your face
To see the way I'm still k**ing it
Still balling while the shorties drilling it
Auto-tune filling it but I don't have to interfere with it
Keep it infamous 'cause I got a style that's infinite, yeah
How I fight, you gotta move the furniture
Cause I'm a mothaf**in' Punisher, and I was born ready
Got my ambition and my ammunition up when my enemies start running up, and now I'm war ready
Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
I, spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig
Now I'm war ready (War ready)
Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)