[Intro] Yeah For all the rappers That are the worst emcees that I ever heard in my life This one's for you (yeah, yo) [Pennywise] If you ever loved a good rapper that could really rhyme Then you can understand I'm goin nuts about to lose my mind Yo I'm speakin as a fan first, I'll show you what a fan's worth You wanna trade your backpack so you can rock a man purse? What part of the game is that? So I'm here to take it back And if you s**ers wanna battle come and spit it on a track And I'ma lay you on your back first The worst I ever heard and some of these rappers got the nerve man How you act tough when your jeans are so tight? Couldn't even move your legs if you was runnin from a fight This is hip-hop, the one and only culture of the have-nots Where n***as rock hoodies, shootin dice up in the stash spot Instead of havin street cred, you typin on a laptop Snatch you by your neck and turn your dreads into a flattop (OH~!) Either way the record's gonna keep screamin "Thanks For the Listen" If you got offended on the real I'm not trippin [Random] Mega Ran, yeah Brothers heard the first joint, told me Ran that's so unfair Tried to go to y'all concerts and wasn't no one there Wasn't no one there, told you wasn't no one there Took it to a place where most of y'all was scared to go in there Dawg, it's what I do, family I smash mics Penny hit me up and he ain't even have to ask twice Me and Cave been tight, sharper than stalagmites Brothers from another swore I met him in a past life Most of these rappers lack respect for the game But what you expect, from the state that elected McCain? Sick of the foolishness, stay out of the music biz I Googled you and MySpace the only place you exist Yeah, so damn right I'ma take 'em on! Whack beats, whack rhymes, and you can't make a song Heh, and you want to know who I'm hatin on? You ain't even worth another bar - just sing along! [Chorus: Random] Homey you is real weak, I don't think you ever wanted A rap career, so don't spend no cheddar on it Think you do it real big, but you are forever frontin Man I want it real bad, I can put whatever on it You just bring me down, everytime I'm gettin up You live wit Mom Dukes but you claim you live it up Everyday I pray for... you to give it up Cause I hear the same thing every single time I say you the freakin worst, you the freakin worst You the freakin worst, you the freakin worst You the worst I ever heard, worst I ever heard Worst I ever heard, I worst ever heard I say you the freakin worst [Mr. Miranda] Hey yo Ran, listen My book of life has +Notorious+ chapters Fathered my own style, an +Inglorious ba*tard+ And these rap cats think they past is serious But it's time to sit with me yo, they story is lackin Runnin 'round on the net sayin that they'll bomb a thread Any dude who disagree and doesn't give they song respect But dawg you whack man, ain't nobody gonna check Out for your music I'd be TWEETIN if you on the set Cause you the worst son, every verse dumb Sayin that you sick but not ill enough to make a nurse come Rap with no loyalty, and you know it's sad When you got cats claimin they the king with no royalty These dudes stay lame, lyrically I murder 'em all And get away +Smooth+er than my old stage name Travellin and all man, seldom had words While you Sharpie pen trappers stay travellin the mall Take it from me kid your style is trash You couldn't make a cut if you had a pile of gra** And when I hear your record's dope, I just smile and laugh I don't wanna build with you, never dial my math Cause you the worst! [Chorus]