A Bible excerpt gettin′ tatted on ya vertebrae
That means I'm back and inkin′ down a godly verse, today
And permanently, my verbal staySo bow your heads, hear my words, and pray
Like I served a plate
Listen
Picture thirst and aid, church and grace
I'm first in place, like a blur in race
Your writtens wack; chicken scratch; I script cursive aced
Not my cup of tea or business; Kermit face
While I'm on top of radio, chillin′, surfin′ waves
In the net, I'm like a swish; this a perfect Jay
But I just want that Courtney love before I Kurt Cobain; bang!
Nevermind my nirvana; my rhymin′ is hotter
Lava saliva; father your roster; yaga your mommas
I'm climbin′ inside her, wil', and have her whinin′ she mine, but
Bitch lyin', she Nala; I'm Kan to the paparazzi; ride from the drama
Then, ha-to-the-haha; wavin′ bye like the water
Twistin′ my fingers; gang affiliation? Nah, this is Chakra
I bond with the monsters, but really ain't too fond of the trauma
My competition is nada; your best shot up, I′ll block ya
On some teflon shit
Vest strong and your weapon Exxon shit
Black checks on, tryna get the neck off chick
Kid the future
Elroy Jetson shit
Get gone quick; I'm here
And let it be clear
Your flow sad like you sheddin′ a tear; I'm better than peers, you smell me?
Touch the mic and taste defeat like toes gettin′ French kissed
My foes livin' senseless
I tell 'em where my mind is and fight club music like the Pixies
Insight, love, true shit, I give thee
This ain′t for stupid bitches drunk and twerkin′ to bullshit
Or foolish niggas into guns and murkin' wit′ full clips
Y'all on the same team; river dance to the mainstream
Lames, leave; money and killin′ sales; your gang green
I blaze heat
Quick-witted; I'm Trevelyan on Complex wit′ the Golden Gun
My accuracy? Hole-in-one
I'm just pokin' fun at you clowns
I′ll dumb it down, when you smarten up
Get your mind higher; spark your blunt
Retarded stuff; talkin′ tough, but you don't walk the strut
Harbor nuts
Like starved chipmunks and all them sluts
Lyrically, I′m hard as fuck; music erection; abusin' the record
Raw like no use of protection
Beat it up
You won′t know which producer to credit
Said it's levels to this game, dog; I′m loser in Tetris
Game over
You see son shine from these lil' flips?
Wordplay Hova; leave some blind, but be feelin' it; braille
Ignorant, illiterate, illegitimate, clitoris niggas wit′
Limited penmanship tryn′ hinder this diligent sentencin'
You never heard of me, huh?
Killin′ shit, like Febreze and a courtesy flush
Absurd to me, bruh
Niggas wit' no bars tryn′ dial me
Get some better reception, all you dirty niggas
I'm Verizon, man
Bars everywhere got the whole town right behind him, damn
Land-O
Gotham City is rockin′ wit' me
Hot and pretty hoes gimme top and kitty
Fans say the kid cool and sir rock like Diddy
'Cause my competition died; pour shots of Henny
And I killed ′em
Pac and Biggie
L, Punisher, and Capital STEEZ; that′s for battlin' me
Nowadays, my idols rarely impress me, barely could best me
I′m teachin' the teachers ′cause my finals failin' to test me
Terrible technique
While my kicks gettin′ Messi
I lash out, on these bitches like your chick gettin' sexy
I made this song 'cause I got pissed on
Now, I′m pissed off like a wipe of the toilet seat
Avoid the pee
′Cause if you see him like, "there he is!"
Note I got some rage in me and I carry it, on some scary shit
Nefarious; I parry hits and I low duck
Now, niggas think they better; vasectomy; so nuts
You don't come close and your flow sucks
And if anybody gassed up touch The Fire, I blow up
Oh shucks, you joker
Humorous to stages and mics
I kill comedians like Adrian Veidt, right?
Now, come and find the villain
Matter fact, kill yourself; die laughin′ like Robin Williams
Stop, I'm chillin′, but no fatigue factor
I eat 3 green apples, then research Adam and Eve after
My sleep patterns rival insomniacs grindin' for Benjamins
I keep it rollin′, even tired, like Michelin
Minds are just spinnin' and this guy in the sky is like, "finish them!"
Goodbye, if you're listenin′; hit ′em wit' a fatality
Ya bae straddle me ′cause I spit, prolly
She disk jockey, call me Big Papi, then it get sloppy
My sex game could make Lana Del Rey happy
Let me show ya; anything to get me closer to Pepsi-Cola; ingest the soda
Freak, bottom of sheets
Fuck Ashley all day 'till she lean, yadadamean?
If I got a lil′ muscle; bet I don't let show
Skinny nigga vicinity; this a no flex zone
Every punch hit upside of your head; ear drummers
Yell a volume of questions, so everybody hear Wonder
Dried grapes on sirloin; I′m raisin' the stakes
Take your boss out for dinner; there's a raise in the steaks
Praise me, I′m faith; on pace to be great
And chasin′ the fame, only to hate and complain, then say get away
But, for now, I'm done stayin′ in place; it's no talkin′, nigga
All moves likes we playin' charades
Floyd and Marlon, burn when spark
Start to smoke up for me; this beat hard; 100 bars; that′s a murder charge
0 To here, nigga, real quick
Sonic on a field trip; got 'em nervous, feel this
I need a deal worth a million; Philbin
And a couple bad bitches that's Brazilian
Resilient
I got the will of Smith pursuin′ happyness
Stuntin′ in my town, doin' magic tricks
Tracks, I rip; lappin′ kids like Santa's thighs
Rappin′ gift; the present on lock; I got the grandest prize
Thee untouchable emcee
Hammertime
Overwritin' shit wit′ true art, see me vandalize
Creative, so Stephen King, I'mma make it
And shapin' you clowns; faces′ll frown, takin′ my style
Niggas bite me for fun
Playin' Hunger Games; mocking jay
Middle finger to your lips; fuck wutchu gotta say
Knowin′ I could make a hit, rather dominate
Orange juice; I take a sip; lemme concentrate
Y'all could hate, but it′s best to quit and stop it quick
'Cause I′ll just add a vertical line through and make that negative a positive
And summa cum laude shit; you got it, prick?
Only I could put my bars down
I precedent it; know I'm better wit' it, more clever wit′ it
And If I ever quit it, I′m the best that never did it
A mean spitter; 7 day slave; you weak, nigga
My flow a left hook through your body, I de-liver, motherfucka
Is the issue really problem worthy?
I'm the alien′s lair
And you don't want controversy
So defend your end ′cause these offensive lines and you ain't gettin′ signed
Ill-advised for you to stand and rock
'Cause even if you do, you gettin' rammed and dropped
Piped for bands
A fag ballin′ like Michael Sam
And I′ll expose yo' man, hoe
Leave his pussy ass chest leakin′ like celeb nude photo scandals, bitch
