[Verse]
Not another..
Please lord not another...
Please lord, Ethan’s turning all these beats to summer
Hot enough to melt the tires right from under your new hummer
Y’all are Dumb & Dumber
Y’all are coming from a fucking bummer
Me, I’m smart enough to know you shouldn’t have released another
Some of ya are feeling I’m not capable of doing this
I’m bullying producers, take a beat and then I ruin it
I’m fluent in many flows no one is doing and
I heard that you flew in, but I’m too sick, I guess I’m "flu-in" in
Cause I'ma make it one day, y’all hatin'
Guess you didn’t know my shit was all flames, call Satan
You got me contemplatin', waitin'
For you to move, I’m debatin'
Whether I should throw the bait in
Watch you stumble, prove you fakin'
Some of you pussies want beef so bad that you are drooling, making
You look like a fool, my ruling:
Gonna have to be your career I’m taking
Fuck it, I’m the best, there’s no debating
Gonna have to move out to the west, across nation
Only way that I can see to increase all of my ratings
I’ll have two coasts on my side, you’ll see right after I make it, cakin'
Oh
I’m cooking bacon
Oh you can tell that I’m baking my rhyme
Three-fifty-five, I’m the hottest in a million miles..
Haven’t rapped like this in awhile
But my skill just increased by about
Skill level of Eminem
Looking malevolent, feeling venomous
When I bite, I bite deeper than Mobb Deep, oh man I be
The Obi Wan of Konami, I see
Obviously, you could not be bothered to be the man you wanted to be
So I’ll be the man to beat, I run this track, I demand the beat
I’ll beat a cheetah, cheater pumpkin eater
What a fucking junkie needles
Not needed for Ethan to get off cause I'm heated already
So read it and weep and sweep it up, get my dinner ready
Please fill up my cup, I want my grail to be spilling
Better be ready to get ahead of the others, but I’m just better
Bet you can’t keep up to my speed
I would keep going, but I need to breathe
Man I’m still a human being
But I keep showing I’m chasing dreams
I got a Jay-Z book I read
And we don’t love no material things
But it’s still a diamond ring
(Bling!)
Fuck it, I’m the best, already said it
But I’m getting it off of my chest, don’t get beheaded
The metaphors I make usually go over your head
But when you understand it, so demanding
Requires your whole brain to manage
Oh shit, I just saw my hand is kinda twitchin'
When I think of rhymes inside my mind it’s kinda itchin'
Wishing it could write it down or type it, whichever is better at the time
Typing is faster, my brain is so different
A master-mind, couldn’t master mine, so to pass the time
I’ll just rap to nine and go commit a crime, it ain’t hard to find
Ethan standing in the middle of a mine field
Rapping, yeah I might as well tell them all how I feel
Cause boy I’m feeling ill
If you had any skill
Then you could really tell
That Ethan’s gonna kill
But man, even if you didn’t
Who the fuck I’m kiddin'
If you only listen
You could hear I’m different
You could tell the police, Harrington is killing
Harrington is willing
To take on a million
Other rappers spitting
Just to make a billion
Legacy I’m building
Motherfuckers think that I’m not aiming for the fucking top?
Stop it
I want it all, and I’ll order more, I ain’t stopping
Motherfuckers I ain’t stoppin'
I’m finna blow up like my speakers when they poppin'
I’m going all in, I'ma make 'em yell out Boston down in Compton
I'ma make it so they stand up when I walk in
I'ma have an orthodontist visit cause I’m flossin'
I'ma make my city’s streets as famous as Slauson
I'ma have the nation on my side, get it? I’m Roc’in'
Roc Nation, not even on the label yet
But already debating, I guess you can say it’s a safety net
Hey haters make a bet
'Cause I don’t know where I’ll end up
I mean I will, but I haven’t even made it yet
But when I finish my set girl don’t harass me
I’m really all set, when I used to greet you you passed me
I thought my music being real would make you happy
But I’m feeling like a rabbit, why you trappers tryna grab me?
Why is Ethan fucking nasty?
Why is it when I spit I attract bitches that are classy?
Is what you’re handing me a Grammy?
If it is, show to the people that couldn’t fucking stand me
I guess they didn’t understand me
But that is their fault, I told them, now they could never ban E
I'ma make it everywhere, on buses and the trains
Even flying through the air, my name is mentioned on the planes
Shout-out to my supposed friends that used to always complain
When I tried to rap on the aux and they used to say it was lame
I turned out to be flames, I’m the best who’s ever done it
This game is like a motherfucking track, bitch I Run It
