What happened to n***as rapping aggressive? You see when I do it, I be possessing That my flow is so oppressive And what happened to n***as that got a message? n***as be saying that they the best-est And they flow is so possessive n***as be thinking they got it on lock With the pea-shooter flows, I'ma defeat you with those I got some sh** I'ma co*k and spray up the whole block Lay 'em down, show 'em all I don't play around 30 shots when I spray a round I'm on the tip if you follow I shoot 'em all up with a clip full of hollows And when I dip, I take a sip of the bottle Then get Ghost in the whip with the throttle Get your b**h if she swallow The epitome of f**ery, if you f** with me I'ma be the one that is a rider, too cold for you to matter You be too exquisite to try to pull it I could put bullet holes in your designer, deleting all of your data All of your intelligence was so artificial You speak only of irrelevance and you liken to elegance Nothing is real and you ain't part official Hit the yellow brick road, you ain't got the heart up in you Hanging with nothing but lames, look at the artist with you I spit so fast with the words, I could scar the tissue I bring action to a verb, like a participle And I designed every bar that hit you, because I'm war ready Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition Now I'm war ready (War ready) Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19 Now I'm war ready (War ready) I, spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig Now I'm war ready (War ready) Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready) Bringing the rest of the regiments See if you compete with a veteran Put you to sleep with the medicine I'm the reason for doom in the room See if you could speak with the elephant In the closet, you a skeleton who buckling under pressure whenever confronted with an alliance Say what you what if you want if you feel I'm bias I'm the cause of a riot, I don't pretend to be forever Leave my enemies screaming like the screech of Ferrari tires The road to recovery but I tell 'em, ain't no coming back from it So ain't no need for you to put it in reverse You can't go back in time, unless it's a memory, pick up your corpse After you bleed, I'ma put it in a hearse Go to your funeral, see your mother crying like a Hyena Droppin' tears because of a disbeliever who was in my arena And even though I gave you a glorious d**h I was hurt to see it in front of the preacher cause I do have a heart Even though it's part of us, I'm still Spartacus Legend like [?] Better yet I'm [?] through your oculus I could just see you now with the look of disgust up on your face To see the way I'm still k**ing it Still balling while the shorties drilling it Auto-tune filling it but I don't have to interfere with it Keep it infamous 'cause I got a style that's infinite, yeah How I fight, you gotta move the furniture Cause I'm a mothaf**in' Punisher, and I was born ready Got my ambition and my ammunition up when my enemies start running up, and now I'm war ready Five point seven pistol with the rifle ammunition Now I'm war ready (War ready) Desert Eagle with a customized Glock 19 Now I'm war ready (War ready) I, spit it like hot 31 .357 Sig Now I'm war ready (War ready) Draco, AR-15, now I'm war ready (War ready)