Kaz Money - sh** like This lyrics

(Verse 1) Yo, Allow me to introduce my fist to your noggin With this murderous Ludacris sh**, now slip in a coffin Sick of gay rap, Stop switching the topic This ain't about how much money you got, Go back in the closet You know what I mean, Rappers like Sham are nowhere to be seen Their careers remind me of the Biggie line.. Umm It was all a dream, more like a nightmare Wrong cause i'm picking on the kid but i don't fight fair Yea i'm a bully like I live in Dany Neville's kitchen Piss you off, Look out when you see this leg lifting My lyrics hit hard, They identify me with ballistics Cities illest, You can peep statistics Rapping gods said they question my existence I ain't here to impress your people I'm here to f** your b**hes So when you ain't looking that's when I stick it in Leave em' wondering, Umm honey? Why is my son bald? (HOOK) Why do I always end up doing sh** like this? Maybe it's a phase still I couldn't give a sh** It's kinda sad when my jokes sound better than The best thing that you ever did I'm sorry if I pissed you off but all you f**ing haters can come and s** my dick (Verse 2) To get to my level, You need a visa High above the skyline, Burj Khalifa I paid the cost to be the boss but I got it cheaper You smile when you really hate, I'm a mind reader I know you think that this sh** is dope, But your mouth is sealed up Tell the truth, Don't be shy go ahead speak up You love my sh** like a doodie fetish I know it's getting on your nerves, But you shouldn't let it Give me the credit I deserve, I inspired you With every step that I take kid I guide you A see I serve quick and move like drive thru And then I push them off the edge, Bye-bye dude And if I swing, Duck down like Skyzoo Saddam Hussein, Nobody can hide you Give you the basic instructions before leaving earth bible Now watch me push the points down on your vitals, Silence (HOOK) Why do I always end up doing sh** like this? Maybe it's a phase still I couldn't give a sh** It's kinda sad when my jokes sound better than The best thing that you ever did I'm sorry if I pissed you off but all you f**ing haters can come and s** my dick (Verse 3) This ain't a walk in the park, Use caution Kaz ain't pedestrian friendly basically don't cross him My bars are molotovs, I line em' up and toss em' Leave rappers dead in the fetus position like abortions Show my teeth, I'm a dog cornered Nothing to loose at this stage, Welcome to the Shop of Horrors Stalking my prey, Yea your lost in the forest You in my zone now, Soak it in like a tourist A we don't tolerate foreigners, Time to call the corners when Rappers are boring us, I'm about to bomb on em' Put em' on the shelves like ornaments If this was a tournament you would have to forfeit it Got a pen? Go to war with it What the f** is wrong with you motherf**ers? I'm more than you Please stop trying to rap we only got a chosen few Who can do this, Dog you knew this This here is for the elite, It's more than just music b**h b*tch (HOOK) Why do I always end up doing sh** like this? Maybe it's a phase still I couldn't give a sh** It's kinda sad when my jokes sound better than The best thing that you ever did I'm sorry if I pissed you off but all you f**ing haters can come and s** my dick