Joseph Kay - Testament lyrics

Yeah who the f** is this Running round town can't f** with him Let me see you try and catch up to him Try to step up nah you won't f**ing win Ion really what you gotta say Ion really care you gotta prove Ion really care if you getting paid So yall broke as f** and can't afford to lose Came a long way from the go Rhymes so cold like a rap on the snow Spit that heat like a wrap on the stove Feel so blessed like i learned from the pope Verse so dope you would think it was coke Words so deep you can see through my soul One of a kind yo i should let you know f**ing with me will get you overthrown f** what you heard f** what you think I will diminish your team in a blink sh**tin, and pissin, and k**in, and chillin, revealing the f**ery in your scheme Gay as a dog Gay as a beast Mother Teresea put him on a leash If he is loose then I cannot compete If he competes then I will not succeed Oh And thats real sh** Homie you will get burned up real quick God knows when i drive flows I done been hit that k** switch Real quick and im out Ion give a f** what you been bout You might've been dead But you are not out Excuse my friends Yo im thinking out loud Yall speaking out loud So f** how you feel Independent no labor deal By myself howd that make you feel? While you got a whole team witcho playing field Huh? bunch of weak a** bums You see me on a beat you run If you wanna stay, yo it ain't no fun Imma raise the stakes Leave yo a** well done Mmmmm Im a mastermind From the start ive been after mine Half the time im either plotting moves No chance the rapper I got the truths aye aye Who the f** want smoke Wanna step homie please dont choke No cartel but its all for the smoke Run this song and thats all that she wrote YO IM OUT OF CONTROL Like emancipation You against me thats devastating Ion give a f** about your reputation Or what you thought and your speculation Destanation straight to the top Know they hating wanna see my flop Know they waiting for my sh** to drop Undercover fans never give me props Free my pops out the f**ing jam Make him proud so im going ham More bars than a prison camp And im going hard just to feed my fam Hoping imma make a hunna grand Understand this my only chance Other plans are irrelevant This is all i know this my testament Excellence is what my heart desires Weak rappers they will get devoured k**ing beats thats how im in power Bunch of phony thugs Bunch of f**ing cowards Soft pussies worth the baby powder Hate to say it but this game is ours Sweet rappers always looking sour Lookin up to me like im their f**ing father I rhyme hard And you go home But dont grind here this a tow zone Rhyme smart cuz i won't stop In this cold world with no love shown f** rap and most people in it Tell the truth yo its all a gimmick Everybody wanna claim they real But the majority is now all finick All runnin with the foreign whips Showing off with a p**n b**h Claiming that you been scoring chicks But the most action's off a p**no flicks So sick of this industry Prepare for my k**ing spree Tell em bout when im on the beat So my enemies so you rest in peace Im a f**ing monster Waited too long now its time to co*k her Rider so low but im no chewbaca Got alot of ammunition like a f**ing chopper Aye aye Who wanna round Imma go out like a dog in a pound Walking around imma shoot em all down One by one watch em all hit the ground Aye