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Phew, look Please don't bring no scared business to me I fear no man, no hand-holdin' Banana clip a chimpanzee to rip at me The tip ain't cheap, the dick ain't free I ain't no bitch, a bitch ain't me, I beat up beats I been upbeat, you been on me You bet on me? Who better than me? You better believe they never could be, I'm ready to eat They better get it ready for me, I'm killin' the scene They gotta get a medical team, the gun a machine The tongue is a gun, it come with a beam It come in a red, it come in a green And somebody scared 'cause nobody seen it Get him a bed and get him a king, and get a machete Give it a swing, I'm thinkin' of deadly things Sippin' the red drink (Uh), red rum, red rum (Look), 151, '87 (Uh) Look alive lil' nigga, they been livin' a lie I never believe the song that said they could fly The last nigga I seen tried it, did it and died Get a better disguise, you ain't figured it out Niggas ain't tryna get victimized I got a pit and a clip, finna sick the boy Don't nobody wanna get sent to God The stick hit through meat like a shish kebob (Ayy, c'mon, like bro) Letras de cancionesTake it up with the boss, man, I'm good at my job It's not a walk in a park 'cause I'm in a metropolis I'm lost in a thought, but escapin' the darkness Caught the broad day, like sun and parked it Felt the force and found my flow, the faucet Kept the course ahead, no matter the cost I only eat what I kill, do away with the carcass Monster dreadlockness, similar concepts (A dreadlockness monster, a monster, ah) I'm a crazy man, I had to get into the game again I'm seein' the lights, I'm lookin' at the lay of the land I'm in command like I'm Jayden Daniels, breakin' in Can't evade a vandal, nigga, save the scandal Service candle lit 'cause your man a bitch I tried to understand but I'm lackin' the bandwith A rock in a hard place, crack in a sandwich The cards I was handed determined the gambit It made me the man, but it turned me into Manson Son of a madman Max, minimal chances Shakin' the hand, white man take it to taxes Suit and a tie, not fly, ride in a backseat of a taxi I feel like Tyrese Maxey, I'm a zone Sixer, but I'm a hell of a athlete Doin' the rap shit, take a look at the rap sheet Nigga's a random, ratchet, here with a black queen Angela Bassett, put a tab of acid on your tongue I ain't never takin' a bump But I can put it in a package, you give me a lump sum Then put it in a bag in the back of a trunk I heard thump, thump, thump, thump, bangin' the bass I'm breakin' the bread, the breakfast, I'm bringin' the bacon Slangin' the sausage, crackin' the egg over your face I'm half-amazin', half man and half alien Yeah, patience been paper thin, I plant a flag in every place I'm in Pace has been immense, it's not a race, but I been chasin' it Been unforsaken, only placin' faith in the hands that turned the staff into a snake And then a snake into a staff again The average couldn't start to establish the type of bag I'm in The nappiest, East Atlanta— Rappin' erratic, righteous and ratchet 'cause that's what's happenin' Yellin' from the mountains so loud, it could start an avalanche We in Babylon, by the way, you, brother, be babblin' You out of chances, I can't overextend a olive branch Fuck the bargainin', we bargin' it, let the car spin Push a Porsche with the nine, one-one like I'm Micah Parsons When attackin' a target, half a sack when they sent the blitz It's a rapid departure, real rappers cease to exist Like it's open season, soon as they seen him, it's, "Oh, shit" Baow, baow, eight-one like Kobe in '06 Head bowed, pray for 'em while you load this 45th 23, y'ain't started, but hit Jordan with the Pippen assist Another plot is just a twist in the script If we beefin', let's get into some ol' biblical shit Ain't no tweetin', see you, goodnight, and then proceed with a kiss For the dead, watch for the threads, niggas can't bleed on my fit Put to bed, now we even Steven, keep a Stephen A. Smith And a Wess', fuck all that screamin' shit and beatin' your chest Momma says mentality breathes into a seed of success And I'm between it, but best believe, I ain't perceivin' no threats With allegiance, alliance, leave me out of y'all shit, I'm a lion, I'm lyin', relax You know the facts of the sleeping giant, align me with that Nigga, Goliath's a bitch, hit with a rock and a sack My nigga ride with a stick, flippin' a rock and—, oh, wait Nothin' too hard to predict, know shit been hard where you at But if I lost you, then I bring it back I beat up a beat like a drum machine did somethin' to me You don't wanna go and bump into me, I jump into beef so comfortably I'm not comfortable with no conflict, I've come for the bull Gimme them horns, gimme that rose bush, gimme them thorns I'm another breed, I'm a different animal Y'all make me yawn, like a strand of wool (Ugh) I'm intangible, but your hands are full And your lil' underpants are pulled all the way down to your ankles You're gettin' spanked and I'm your father, told you I'm a soldier I just showed up in a wife-beater tank and I'ma demolish I always said when I didn't have a dime to my name and lived in squalor If I had three quarters, two dimes and a nickel, I wouldn't change for a dollar But I signed 50 Cent and put him in my piggy bank And I ain't gonna apolo-gize to you for what the fuck I do My advice to you, get five bazookas Some type of nuke, a knife, a Ruger, the size of two guns 'Cause I'm sprayin' the Rossi like I'm N.W.A. and the Posse Just like Yella, Ren, Dre and them taught me Man, look at all the mayhem I'm causing That's prolly why I stay in the hot seat With these magazines, I act out like Ye and his cousin Little cocksucker, I'm sprayin' and bustin' Your shit sucks dick, stop sayin' it doesn't That's probably the reason there's nothin' you've bodied of recent I feel like I just walked in and seen you naked, 'cause you not even decent Get ripped like my school clothing Like a sleeping cow, I'm bulldozing A rap god since my socks were holey Was on that block like a soccer goalie Ma' could not control me, Glocks I'm toting Lock and loading, rock and rolling, rock a Rollie Guacamole, mostaccioli, like this flow, you're out of pocket, homie Y'all could only hope to catch the flow, but if you know, you know I told you hoes to slow your rolls before you go and throw your whole career up in the toilet bowl, enjoy the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.) This my house of horrors, like a brothel I done put Ja Rule through it like a law school Keep it a stack, like pancakes, I'm awful So many plaques from Belgium, got a wall full In fact, you would hate my walls, they're all full They call me Marshall but I'm unlawful Is it Groundhog's Day or déjà vu? Won't stop, period, post-menopausal Go so postal that most postman'll pause, I'll slaughter the rhyme These flows gonna boggle the mind Y'all get in line, you're talkin' to Einstein Fuck walkin' the line, I'm joggin' it I'm a cross between a dog and a juvenile-ish, motherfuckin' childish punk And I be poppin' the most wildest junk And I'm known as the prick that's not to fuck wit' Call me erectile dysfunction, my ballistic missile is launchin' I'm wildin' like Seven Mile and Runyon, bunch of violent gunmen I do it like Puff do it, tell my hitter to hit him up, "Do it" So like my middle fingers to a Tupac song, you know that I put 'em up to it 12-gauge at the age of twelve, caged-up self rage, I been raised in Hell Like I'm Joe, Jam Master Jay and Daryl, brace yourself It's about to be a fuckin' shootout like the OK Corral Bounty on me like a paper towel They want me to go on the straight and narrow Like the same shape that they make an arrow Never sell out for the fame and wealth Dave Chappelle of the rap game, I'm never gonna play myself Closest I ever came's 8 Mile, but the fuckin' pain I felt When I lost Proof, couldn't explain how, that devil came down Then in one fell, he swooped, look at how foul he's stooped Had to throw in that towel, regroup, like Sean O'Malley, still that mouthy youth This here the finale, try to rally troops, better round up and corral recruits But no matter how many your tally to surround these two You gon' fuck around and find out just what the fuck we about when you see how we shoot And I ain't talkin' about how we hoop when you lay up in a motherfuckin' alley, oops It's like a Xanadu for every Xan' I do, what I plan to do is take a pink and a blue Hand a few to me, I'll brutally damage you, I could never stand to lose I'm bananas, you motherfuckers can't do it sicker than I do You couldn't get rid of this shit with Tamiflu Cannibals, you little bitch, me and JID are just like beastiality, we fuckin' animals I'm back and I'm body baggin' 'em, toe-taggin' 'em in the back of a Volkswagen And draggin' them hoebags and I'm throat gaggin' 'em 'Til I get thrown back in the paddy wagon and back on the Prozac And I know that, but I'm so bad with a notepad that it don't matter The G.O.A.T.'s back, finna go at anyone who got the gonads or cojones, yeah From Letras Mania