Move, homie! What the hell is you looking at? Lino Skywalker's in the house, better book it fast Took your last rhyme, in my past time I an*lyzed it Never seen you do a single thing that you spat on that sh** Huh, and don't go thinking that I hate your guts But I think everybody in my circle knows you're fake as f** Fools be saying, "Catch me slippin' at my shows" but they roll like twenty deep and I roll up in there alone My flows be unbeatable, throne be unreachable Year round I'm dope as f**, homie, it's never seasonal You better think twice before you go out dissing me Cos I don't seem to spit bars I can't break up physically Instantly, k**ing you fools, drilling your crew When it comes to making music all you make is sh**ty tunes Local rappers say they support other local artists But never do they share their sh** once, don't get me started And honestly my fans ain't my fans, that's it truthfully They fans of someone bigger in the scene and it's all good to me You probably heard of me through a rapper with bigger buzz and accidentally stumbled on my sh** when you looked them up Thank you for listening, though. Man, I salute you Cos you probably heard of me through the side planks on YouTube What I'm trying to say is, I'm nobody, man I know that I rock other people's crowds at venues that I flow at I ain't like these other fools pretending, they stay faking it Taking pictures with the big a** crowd and say they're making it Knowing damn right the people are not there to see 'em Yo, I'm about to expose all these fools like a museum See they open up for artists that already have a following Then they make their own flyers saying they're headlining it That sh** is funny, dawg cos this is my plan B And this is your plan A, but you s** at being an emcee And that's that, dawg cos this is all you got But rhyming ain't a sk** when you go apply for jobs Which you have to do eventually cos you ain't going nowhere And don't go through my neighborhood, you ain't allowed to flow there Koreatown, Los Angeles, I'm proud of my vicinity Your little and your big homies, all of them fools feeling me 1-10 North to the [?] make a right and catch me on the block with some dope emcees Hoping these locally boasting emcees flow with me So I can rea**ure myself their flows got no potency (b**h get at me)