[Intro]
Yo ya'll know what time it is (Haha)
I don't know why he responded
Should've took the easy way out
Know what I'm sayin?
Somebody tell Brenda get out my DM's
Before I gotta go and fuck his bitch to!
Niggas talking gun bars, sick in the head
He a actor, Hollywood ain't scripted you yet
Swear you a G, a move major, a industry vet
Yet nobody outside the head ever heard of you yet!
I can rap just as fast you
Tracks getting passed the fool
In all actual, I'm spazzing dude
You just a faggot, move..
Never beat me on a track
Never needed a feature, I'll smack 'em
Leave'em with the teeth of a Mona Lisa
No Ether.. My flow so cold, ease up
Snow season, more wins, no wonder he gon breeze ya
No Caesar, bro gon see us, Low fade
Inside turned to Lo Mein, Jesus
Yo whole team up, Breezus, I'm cold, bro heat up!
See us you get beat up, Peep us, the flows speechless
A dope dealer with no features, swearing he gone Link us! Caring? I couldn't careless, with Karen
Make an appearance
Its apparent ya parents failing
You failing just as a parent
Never said shit ain't facts
Check ya sources bro
What'd you really say in ya raps?
Who you stalkin yo
Peel 'em back, bite off his ear
Catch the Holy Ghost
May's around the corner
Yet you still acting corny bro!
Find a glory hole, slob it
And kick some horrid notes
Dose doe around the corner
This is where we've gone before
You swearing that its toe to toe
Til I run up on you with the goons, the squad the bro's
Soon as Tanger close!
Matter fact, I'll keep the target close
Wife his moms up, since we all know his pops ain't home
Dick her down, bust in her mouth
Put some kids in her
Make her happy she gon come home to a bread winner!
But back to fuckin Rex, Little fucking bitch
I guess he just so happy that some chick will finally suck his dick!
Leave'em lying in plain sight, Word to Uncle Ben
And since he slinging shit on the Web
I'll have to spite da man
Kill em with the Venom, Bane, all inside his head
Messin with the victim, never see fame, tell em his Nephew dead
But back to facts and shit
Ya'll wanna hear me rap and spit
I'll spit some acrobatic bombastic facts on a track with it, cabbage patch ya faggot raps
I'm going Back to back with it
Get clapped, i'll rag his ass, hah, while the record spins
We gathered hear today; cuz boy killed the kid
Trust me you don't want me to go back
To poppin them pills again!
An armored villainous
Kid with a heart that's filled wit hits
So much disrespectful shit, I forgot why I gave a shit!
Told me kiss my moms, I did, Told her bail me out
Said Ima play my cards right
With the charges carried out
Then told him I got 'em in the bag, his body carried out!
Skull shot to the dome, Heads leaking;
Brenda on her knees crying, she can't see him
Listing to "Living The Life", she repeats it
Like Josh I really fuck with your shit! You're unbeaten!
Why couldn't I have you and God you could be him!
[Outro]
Told me not to mention names
But you went and mentioned names
Talking bout my ex?
I only hope, that you mention Kate
Mention I lost a kid
Mention you know me, shit
Mention my only hits, that's too many thousands
You little phony bitch
You'll never be the God, I ain't gotta say it
Ya flow basic
You rhyme faces wit like a basement
Arrangements, is off, ya fucking cadence
Is broken, I hope you paid up
Talking them fighting words, save it
You can't erase it
Only punches you try and land
Is when ya fucking flow go and change up
I'll beat em up, mash his face in
The mask of Jason
He became a clone;
Hoping that the fucking kids are home;
Stuff you like a dinner roll
Slit your throat, break ya neck
Go and switch my clothes
Call up Ebeneezer Baptist
Tell Jesus that his kid is home
Then tell Droper don't cut the beat until the beef is over..
[Bobby Skit]
Hello? I'd like to report a death
Um.. yeah I got a um
I looked at his I.D
It says "Tarik Nelson"
He's about: 5'11, 180 pounds
Um.. yeah, I found him dead on the side walk
I just, I figured i'd call him in
You know what? Fuck it
I been meaning to use this shovel anyway
