[Intro: Veto Corli]
Check, check, check
Corli
Look, yo, uh
[Verse 1: Veto Corli]
Revolutionary blood born of Affeni
Tempted to kick it like introverts hacky sacking with beanies
I need my fucking credit
The best to rhyme in bunches
Never pulled no punches like I'm canceling a debit
Now let's set it and forget it
Matter fact, let's just set it
I'm tired of niggas forgetting
If chips fall, may they be leaded
I used to wanna be the best around
Until I did the math and saw the sum don't really move the decimal
I'm still around if you ever need me
Sixth season and my tone ain't change like Mr Feeni
Dedededede Dottie, dede Dottie day
Fools open they mouths and drown on rainy days
This the return of the king
No Lord of the Rings
No golem follow my trail, I'm Gotham minus the lazarous wells
If you require a shell, I can appoint you
Get knighted from nines, I can anoint you
Switched to new styles, now y'all follow the leader
I built a house and these ungratefuls just played Jenga
Ah
[Verse 2: Bunky]
Uh
Ballin' like I'm Kobe
Dior my toe, Euro steppin like Ginobli
Miss me with that brodie, know most you rap niggas phony
Copy catters try to clone me, I'm the one and only
Actors with all they theatrics, niggas deserve a Tony
I'm moving by my lonely, Ben Frank my only homie
Fear me like the IRS, tax niggas like you suckers you owe me
King me like the Rollie, on top of the game
They taking shots at the throne but ain't on top of they aim
Bobby Rel and Barry Blue was on top with the 'caine
Now his son is spittin' crack, I guess it's one in the same
Just Stick to my lane
Eviction slip with a U-Haul, nigga
You on notice here to remove y'all niggas
Fuck a hater my motto, life on full throttle
Raise your glass, pop a bottle with a model
Feel like Hugh Hef in the grotto
Round of applause for my greatness
Hall of famer with the pavers
Jersey in the rafters smiles and laughters
Titles like the Lakers
[Verse 3: Westside Buddah]
Who out there could think they better than I?
The best in your mind, but still, I know it's death in your eyes
I been blessed with a grind
One step at a time I'm gon' step for what's mine
Don't step on a mine, tryna land next to Letterman fly
If not, hoodies and bombers
I made peace, I'm good with my karma
Pleased to alarm you out the speaker box, boy
Bigger than Sean or a L or a Pun
Notorious for things that I've done with these words, it's absurd
Know you heard but I am the one
The two three in his prime, every line is like a leap from a line
I speak from inclined angles, my seat is reclined
Table full of GOATs, heart full of hope, we was mud made
Let this dope fit in all these bars feel like the drug trade
Bugs sprayed how I seen them scatter when amongst raids
Crazy I dropped most of what I learned 'cause I was once raised
To get by, 'til I realized it's not enough
Snatching everything I've earned, earning everything I want
[Verse 4: Cee434]
Hah, uh
Know I'm a headache to haters, I make 'em wanna be Cee
Wannabe Cees just imitations, they want a CC
Wanna see Cee when they look in the mirror
Never compete or comparing
Trust me, the difference is glaring
Three Fifty to McLaren
They nothing like me, they never liked me, I grew to embrace it
In different brackets so they binding together like braces
Aligned in they crooked ways no matter how much they meddle
I ain't never worried 'bout niggas taking my space
And I'm from the Dirty where niggas do you dirty
In hoodies like it's a jersey, pull up and shoot from thirty
Running like Derbys when you hear the shot
In flight jackets, tryna plot on a thot to do you like Kirby when you hit the spot
It's time get money like Curtis
All that time I been working, I always knew it was worth it
The reign coming like it's April, remember you heard it
'Cause I'm certain we building funds like pastors in churches
Passing the plate during sermon
Amen
[Verse 5: Tyrone Briggs]
Yeah, I got it
Uh
Any given day I'll switch it up and really be rapping
Really a savage
Inflammation, as far as these joints, I really be spazzing
Gotta tell these rappers chill 'cause they average
My reaction like Ye in "Niggas in Paris", don't get killed for fashion
Y'all got it mixed up, as far as skill for writing and crafting
I play the center, 'cause that's the field that I do the snapping, I'm different
Loading my clips, I'm ready to hit up any artist
This target practice, you rappers just practice being the targets, listen
Whoever you think is better, you a fan of his
Or you don't listen to what I'm saying, you just be hearing it
Your favorite top two rappers couldn't compare to this
Spanish chicks wearing Air Jordan 1s, they just a pair of mids
That's no opinion
My willpower will take you off the set for good, don't be the first Ant Vivian
Rap for the family's sake
So for my lineage, I'll turn all you goats into food like I'm West Indian
[Outro]
(Free motherfuckin' samples, nigga)
