[Verse 1: CusaX]
Will I ever be the GOAT
Will I get close or quit in a month
[?]
[Chorus: Cersia]
Bitch, I came in to clash, came through with the gas
Made it top of my class getting more A's than Oakland
Fucking broke through the glass, now I open the map
Watch these rappers fall fast and I'm a dick so I'm hoping
I'll make you walk with a cast, I don't talk with a mask
Be your boss and then fire you with a crack in your ass
Don't give a fuck if I'm bogus, held up your nose, so I broke it
I'll sit here holding a laugh 'cause I came through with the omen
[Verse 2: Embis]
You puff and pout 'cause you can't bear with
After huffin' clouds that you can perish
Blowin' out nothin' but bitter
Motherfuckers crazy on some canned air shit
I can see right through, you'rе transparent
Fishin' for their culture likе a damn heron
But hate POCs like a mad Karen?
You a POS and I stand darin'
Any rapper, think they endin' chapters
If you wanna come up, you can gimme that
You just another come up, it's too easy bastard
Just a motherfucker who don't even matter
Now you breathin' faster all 'cause he's a master
Hearts beating, will I get your beating after?
You require more skill or competing stature?
Nah, to even reach me, you need the ladder
Tried to tell y'all this shit on Occulatum
This is one big face off, John Travolta
Don't you fuck with the boy 'cause I lost composure
But in all of my music, never lost composure
Lot of god damn boulders right up on my shoulders
But I've gotten closer, gettin' off the road to
All the motherfuckin' gimmicks and novice flows shifts
Focusin' on my lyrics, now, I'm problem focused
Wide exposure, like a photo, blown out
Cock and blow you, shut the whole damn show down
Mop you hoes up, what the hell is my pronoun?
Mars the rover, alien, that's a pro now
I've awoken and alive in a ghost town
Fightin' or loading, either way, I go four rounds
Not a rodent, never rat on a bro, wow
Spot corroded, you can speak and it won't count
Want me to stop? Yeah, no can do
Bitch, I'm under watch by the whole damn crew
Fuckers try to talk, we can hold hands too
Pop shit but ain't shoot, guess the colt jammed, ooh
My mental strength could prolly fold bamboo
Cleaned up my head just like I poured shampoo
I treat my problems like a hoe, ran through
Then I flip 'em backwards, I'm a whole man new
Wear my heart on my sleeve, I clinch hard on my teeth
When I see people not workin' harder than me
Who can garner the green, get regarded as the
Fuckin' god of the rhyme, use it moderately
Are you in it for a couple of plaques?
The bundles and stacks, sayin' "cover your back"?
There's nothin' as bad as that bumblegum rap
Soft on the inside like you above all of that
[Chorus: Cersia]
Bitch, I came in to clash, came through with the gas
Made it top of my class getting more A's than Oakland
Fucking broke through the glass, now I open the map
Watch these rappers fall fast and I'm a dick so I'm hoping
I'll make you walk with a cast, I don't talk with a mask
Be your boss and then fire you with a crack in your ass
Don't give a fuck if I'm bogus, held up your nose, so I broke it
I'll sit here holding a laugh 'cause I came through with the omen
[Verse 3: Cersia]
You know it’s diamond when I come in for the second time and
You’re frozen, silent when I commit all the wreckage, I’m in
A whole planet that’s separate when I’m spitting, rhyming
Making old damages never end if I’m ever trying
I’m cold, planning to set fire, juxtaposition
If foes can intercept, I adjust the position
And those who can in a step, I just run the ignition
Unknown vet with a pen, I don’t front that opinion
You all suck motherfuckers, I’m in love with a vengeance
Screwed up bum motherfuckers, lighten up, ‘cause I meant it
You’ll have to get used to me fighting rough and causing a tension
Passing the boof and be high enough to bar my attention
I don’t give two flying fucks who or what I’m against
I’m done being tense, jumping the fence, fuck it all then
I’m ready for scrap from any man, foreman or chan
Who’s running this one-man band, C.E.R. from the M
I came with Cusa and Embis ‘cause we the triple threat
I came with a Luger to end it, make you a crippled mess
I’m fighting for who to be next, any spitter to test
You come with your chest pumped out, I’ma put you to rest
You came with a message, that yes, I’m less than impressed with
Don’t mess with the pessimist, he gon’ send to that nether shit
I’m ready for war, and especially if I’m pressed, bitch
It’s been 24 and I’m tired, so let me end this, the remix
