I′ve been a beast, with the lyrics and the beats
Handing fatalities to any enemy sent for me
Finish him, flawless, victoryAny MC that ever stepped, I leave him beheaded
Put your neck inside the guillotine
Can't wait to see the looks of disbelief
On all the faces of the haters
And people that disrespected me
When they see these 40 G′s
I bet they start switching they energy
And wishing I'll bless them with the checks
That's getting sent to me
Like I said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that′s the reason you won′t be around to win with me
I don't pay attention to people trying to judge my life
Cause I know none of them could live it
They way too big of bitches
Think they could′ve made it this far
You can forget it
They don't make them like this anymore
They ain′t built out of this shit
They're lucky instead of violence
I choose forgiveness
Cause all the shit I went through
Could′ve really made me vicious
These frail ass dudes
Couldn't stand in a pair of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was made different
I′m a real one, could′ve folded
I'm still standing, I′m a soldier
Been through shit that could've killed me
But it didn′t, I got stronger
Even built my suit of armor
So them sticks and stones
You toss them way too soft
Throw them harder
You a weakling, oh my mama
If I speak it, then I mean it
I got honor
Sacrificed my life for both my daughters
I'm a martyr, Jesus Christ
I′m surprised I ain't learned how to walk on water
The shit I spit go harder than both the Carters
Holly Grove to Marcy Gardens
That ain't a artist with the skills I got
I promise, oh my God
I hope it kills them like Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody′s help all by myself
I can do it at a level
That leaves most professionals looking foolish
Nobody in the game can hang if I gave them nooses
Treat you like Forrest Gump
Be upstairs banging your mama
And when I′m through
Come tell you how much she cares about your schooling
Checkmate
Get ready for another Kim K sex tape
Whip your ass faster than Ali
If you called him Cassius Clay
After the name change
Treating rappers like I'm Jason Voorhees
With a universal door key
At a all girls dorm
Full of clumsy whores
With no vocal cords
That means they can′t run or scream
Flow doper than morphine
My name tastes fresher than Listerine
Whenever they mention me
I'll instantly blow any opposition to smithereens
They should run like they got a million legs
They some millipedes
Cause when it come to beef
Been a drill like antihistamines
I can′t be put in no box
I'm way too sly of a fox
I′ll find a way out that box
I think outside of the box
Yo, you don't want a box
Cause you'll end up in a box
I′ll steal your soul
And keep it like a souvenir in a box
If Alice in Chains met the man in the box
That′s how I leave you chained in a box
I'll take your bitch and play with her box
Like a kid that forgets the toy
And thinks the gift is the box
I′ll fuck your bitch in my socks
I'll take a lock
And treat it like a red hot chili pepper′s cock
And put that bitch in a sock
And sock you in the head with the sock
That I filled with the lock
Don't get left in red socks
Cause your bitch call me big papi
I said put a sock in
And I don′t play for the socks
Especially in Boston
More likely white ones in the Chi though
Same color as OJ's bronco
After he cut that bitch head off
And ran from the 5-0
I'ma needle in the hay
Rap Rumplestiltskin
Sell a pair of stilts to a midget
Wanna know what my sales pitch is
If you can′t reach shit
These′ll make you taller little man
Then I just walk away with twenty dollars in my hand
Like holla
I sleep with your mama
Then leave with your daughter
Hakuna Matata
No worries no problems
I'll rip your heart out like Kano
Then eat it like Dahmer
These rappers fake and I know it
That′s artificial intelligence
Like AI
I'll call this track calisthenics
Cause it′s a warm up like practice
But I'll still smash em if I skipped it more times
And AI said practice
That time he skipped practice
Nothing sweet about these bars
They not candy but king size
And my assigned seat fit for a king
And that′s obviously me right
When it come to this rap shit
Cause I do that shit in my sleep guy
I'm sicker than a Zika mosquito
I get a bitch to give me a little head
But the urge to commit murder with words
It's like one bitch at how bad I been itching to scratch it
Many wrote checks with they mouth
But they bounced when it came time to cash
And they ran out of luck
Like a ticket that didn′t win when they scratched it
I have a threesome with identical twins
Tell em I know which one is which
Then get em mixed up
And forget which one is sucking my dick
I tell em both that they sister is hotter
To get a sister to fight her
But wouldn′t know who to root for to win if they did
But I bet a stack
Whoever win gon look exactly like the bitch that I picked
If there was two of you against Ben
You could still never win
If you and him put your heads together
Like you can join twins
I'm taking out the trash
And these rappers are garbage
I′ll be the garbage man today
I was the butcher yesterday
Chopped em up in pieces
Threw the parts in the garbage
And came back and got em all today
I'm lion hearted like Simba
Whatever the light touches is mine and beyond it
I′ll cut a bitch off quicker than Zazu
If she doesn't quit talking
It′s still easier to leave the pride behind
When you can't trust a Nala for Nada
But breaking hearts and telling lies
I seen so many friends die
I really miss my Pumbas and Timones
They all you got when Mufasa dies
It's hard to be all Hakuna Matata
When you don′t have him
Cause that makes the Matatas seem like they got Hakuna end
Do your homework pal
What you know about how
I pull a sassy bitch
Then be homework bound
You don′t have a shadow of a chance
To even shake your hand
She'd probably leave you standing with your hands out
Now they got they hands up
I′m the illest hands down
Now they got they hands out
Ricky Bobby they don't know what to do with they hands now
Find out about two that mind do right now
Roberto Duran
They turn the stone in a fight
Or the opposite
Be smooth as lotion on your bitches behind
I might throw a gang sign
Get in a gang fight
Have to cripple a crip
Make a blood bleed out in the street lights
Since first grade I had that grade A word play
The game I′m spitting could get the pennant
I never even slid in the first base
Was rarely single in the first place
But hit tons of home runs
Skipped every base and went straight to home plate
In case you slow
That means I stuck my dick in pink
Before I made my fingers stink
In other words I ain't make out
Dry hump or nothing
Skip fiddling with the clitoris
And went straight to fucking
Shit I had more perfect tens in my life
Than the Olympics
I dropped more dimes than Jason Williams
And I did that with a mediocre flow and broke
Now that I′m at my prime
Wait until they hear this shit
I could probably get rich selling raffle tickets
How many bitches be wanting this dick
Be in the bedroom doing Brazilian Jiu Jitsu
With big booty Brazilian bitches
Cause my mind is shining like Jack Nicholson
I'm fucking brilliant
So till then it's no fun and all business
When y′all had your Teddy Ruxpin
And was hooked on phonics
I was getting my nuts licked
And hooked on chronic
Y′all couldn't even read yet
I memorized every word of the chronic
If I get signed to Dr. Dre
That aftermath′ll be ironic
I tell a bitch make yourself at home
Get comfortable
Let your hair down like Rapunzel do
Then slip something in a drink
That bitch fell asleep with Mr. Huxtable
I eat a rapper like they Uncrustables
And Lunchables
Save the Jell-O for Bill Cosby
They all just mortals in combat
With a God I cage kick him like Johnny
My flow dope like 30 damn 30 milligram Roxies
Watch me spit a sweet rhyme
Rapping these cavities
I leave a tooth hurting
Check the clock
What time is it
Probably 2.30
Any rapper looking for me like Nemo
Please bro
Forget about it like Dory
Tell him I'm never too worried
Please hurry
I′ll tie his noose for him
He tripping like the class clown
Tied his shoes for him
He fucking up like Channel 4
I got some news for him
These my Jim Morrison flows
They bout to open doors for me
I tell a bitch hello
I love you
Now get nude for me
They should reward me for the flows I write
Just like Philadelphia sun
I always shine
I spit lyrical wet willies
Get a bitch pussy so wet
You'll have to put it in a bowl of rice
I can afford sexual intercourse
With any bougie whore I like
My flow hotter than a slice of pie
From the movie Life
It burn the roof of my mouth
Every time I try to spit a line
It′s Afficial
Don't say nothing if you can't get it right
If the warden or woman play your monopoly properly
Get out of jail free probably if you hit it right
You gotta be kidding me
Any MC′s still living
It′s only cause I ain't killed them
I′m the reason they still alive
They should be thanking me for the way I can lyrically gift them life
I'm a lyrical genius
Or possessed by demons
Either way I′m walking on water
Like Jesus
Watch me step on it and walk away
Or just act like Moses and move it out the way
Then turn that shit into wine and take a fucking drink
Don't poke a sleeping grizzly
You a kid to me bear cub
You mogulies know you′ll be scared once
I act like I'm Shang Tsung and changing to Sheer Khan
I strike the fear of God in the rappers
While I'm wearing this fear of God
Spitting these scriptures
Don′t make me hit you with the word of God
It′s safe to say I still got it
I'll put a beat on life support
With the fire that I′m writing for it
Then I'll pull the cord and take it′s life away
When I hit the mic and record it
Homie stop it
Somebody tell him proceed with caution
The shit I'm spitting missing chromosomes
You know the flow is so retarded
Don′t become a target
And make me kick you into oblivion like a Spartan
They paying for the shit I'm weighing brother
Like I'm Sean and Marlon
I′m planning funerals
Somebody get the casket for him
I guess they got a death wish
I′m about to grant it for him
And then I shoot the pallbearers
So there's nobody there to carry it to the cemetery for you
I′m the definition of a rapper's paranoia
Might have to kill them and take care of they family for him
I′ll sell these suckers like the one that put the pampers on them
I'm the nicest
Call this ISIS
Boy prepare for torture
I′ll leave you seeing stars
Fuck them with this thing of ours
Like coastal nostril
Cause the shit I'm spitting is golden boy
Like I'm Oscar de la Hoya
Roaming with killers
My gorillas
They go bananas on you
Float sharper than a blade
Don′t make me go Baraka on you
Blow your brain Cobain
I do you like Nirvana
I′m about to dog a Chihuahua
Like I'm a Rottweiler
You all barking
No bite
I′ll stick my canines on you
Getting money now
So everybody wanna be my cousin now
Acting like they tongue loud
Cause I kick it like Liu Kang
I'll show you a better plan
To get some money in your head
And if you follow the method man
Like Wu-Tang
The shit I spit is heaven sent
Bless him with that God flow
But also give him hell with it
Lyrical weapon
Pull the trigger
I leave him dead and shit
Wanna know who did it
Play my shit
And you can listen to the evidence
Cause when I′m spitting
It's like a written confession
I might as well be snitching on myself and shit
When I was out of cheese
They was counting sheep
So I let them sleep
But the money woke them up
Like a Folgers cup
They think I′m a calculator
How they counting on me
Type 304 and flip it over
Ho
It's fucking over
Everything I spit is dope
Like I'm fucking Homer
Open wide and eat my shorts
While I still got them on
You got that school zone flow
That don′t come close to this Autobahn
I have a threesome with a kindergarten teacher
And a soccer mom
And I ain′t leaving till all the fruit snacks
And juice box is gone
Make 50 babes feed me grapes
While they each read 50 pages of 50 shades of grey
Under the shade tree
You see them glittering from the 50 polygamy
Engagement rings
And I never even bent my knee
But bent many MC's over it
Best believe it′s over with
What would Jesus do
Shit
I did what Hova did
Throwing diamonds up
With the all seeing eye in it
Checkerboards
Rockefeller records
Boys
New World Order
Cabal records
Boy
The shit I spit is undeniable
I'm liable to sacrifice a rapper
This lyrical blood liable
Boy
These next three bars is dedicated to the retards
Taking these Illuminati subliminals
Way too fucking literal
Just because I′m about to be an Illuminati star
Don't mean I have to be an Illuminati criminal
Now I′m Whinnie
Cause this shit I'm spitting is the pooh
I step on a piglet
Eeyore
I used to be blue
It was my birthday
Nobody knew
Catch a tigger by the toe
And even if he holler
I still won't let him go
Until he choose, an eeny, meeny, miny, hoe
You dirty dish rag, you
You couldn′t fit my twos
Not even my kids tap shoes
Kenny Wayne Shepard
Blue on black
That′s a big ass bruise
I'm this good at rap
Because I grew
Studying the greats
I forgot more about music than you ever knew
Might let a black dog out
To chase the yard birds in a kashmir sweater
Make your career crash like a lead zeppelin
I′m eager to Bob Seger the Jimmy Page
My Eddie Van Halen talent
Gon' get me Eddie money and bring me pay
Michael Myers
Austin Powers
Halloween
Witching hour
Lemon sour
In the shower
Getting my dick devoured
The shit I spit is lit like Bowser
Come up missing
Where in the world is Mr. Lauer
LeBron shit
Clap my hands
Throw up the powder
The cement couldn′t prevent the concrete flowers
You can take Da Shiki out the hood
But you can't take the hood out her
Please bring me the smoke
I′m like a chimney bro
They ain't say nothing
All I hear is crickets
You must be Jiminy bro
If they coming to test me
I leave them resting in peace
And the rest in pieces
So let them know
They on they way to kill themselves
Tell them to bring a rope
