[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