(INTRO) Yeah It's TeeJayFlow man You know when you're underground you reach out to people so you can You know Extend your fan base you know Get out there you know Work together Not this dumba** This motherf**er is just greedy (VERSE) A'yo logic You got no logic Every single topic you rap about is obnoxious You refused to hit me back so I'm feeling nauseous So I'ma spit my sick sh** all over you until I vomit You claim to astonish act like you're hooked on phonics But ignoring me was something far beyond moronic You're toxic To the underground you're nothing but a pompous punk b**h with no conscience Whose lucky he got so many hits on his music Sure you can make a crowd jump but whoever jumps is stupid I love the game like I was struck by cupid You act like you do but you're just illusive Not there for those who should be on your new hit Thought you could keep me excluded You didn't hit me back so it's conclusive you alluded that to disrespect me You ain't ready for this beef so you better hit me back JET SPEED I don't give a f** how many views you receive You're filled with greed like a b**h on her knees and like when I busted on her you're gonna feel grief I'm a man of respect you better watch who you're brief with Cause I'll smash and pa** your a** like any b**h with cleavage It wasn't just a favor I wanted I need this But puttin' me down has influenced the demons hidin' in my cerebrum Your songs seemin' to have some meanin' but you let me starve while you were feedin' yourself to exceedin' Keep it up motherf**er your future seems grim The grim reaper don't see me but I see him You think you're so slim but I'll cut off your limbs to make sure your stupid a** never raps again f** a pad and pen I'm more into erratic sins I'm the dictator of the world f** the Vatican It's funny how you think your raps are divine right When every lyric you write is so short sighted Don't get me excited because I'm hard to douse once I've been ignited I don't hate beef in fact I like it Cause I can trash any MC who's sided With capitalistic imperial monopolies How can you act so sloppily when you claim to be the prodigy of your label when they're taking at least half of your profits Because you're not sh** You brushed off a god when you didn't talk sense Your rhymes aren't always good but mine are constant I'm constantly going crazy on this To the uneducated it is nonsense I'm so out of your space like I'm a comet And you can't cut the mic once I am on it I'm Baphomet in person tell your boss I said that I'll lay your back on a flat mat torture your a** crucify you and then bury you in a bag I'm just bein' real don't ask if I'm mad 'Cause if I was mad your whole entire family would pa** away This is payback for you acting strange