Man I’m’a put this bitch in every store
I fuckin’ feel like I’m the sickest
[?]
Rip Greg Anderson nigga
[?]
“I was gonna rip his heart out, I’m the best ever. I’m the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there’s ever been. There’s no one can stop me. [?] is a conquer, no, I’m Alexander, he’s no Alexander. I’m the best ever. There’s never been anybody.. I’m [?] I’m Jack Dempsey. There’s no one.. [?] I’m from Asgard, there’s no one that can match me”
[Verse 1]
Bentley got stars in the roof
Radar tracks em on camera
They be like “Marcus you loose”
How bout you do something to stop it
Cause it’s no doubting the truth
I ain’t say that to be cocky
I stopped fighting in 2010, I wasn’t a fan of karate
Let’s go body for body, let’s go shooter for shooter
Cause when it’s action it’s action, hoping you die in this movie
I’m kinda [?] with trapping but before this I was a shooter
Crunch time he gonna panic, go lose your life cause you stupid
You pussy bitches sound stupid “Marcus don’t live what he rapping”
Oh they supposed to be shooters, they ain’t gon shoot what they packing
Fell inline with them cougars, I took my knife and my mask
And I was out there head first like “when it happen, it happen”
I’m really thunkin them bandits cause they gonna crash on my spot
Come beef, say they gonna slap me. Well it must not be hot
Them bitches say they gon wack me, they ain’t let off a shot
I touched down, turned up my city, then I savaged the block, be like
[Chorus & Bridge]
This for all y’all bitches claiming like y’all with it, I’m the sickest in my city, hands down just Admit It lord
I don’t think them niggas really click the business, if they really click the business then they gonna end up missing
I don’t think you bitches claiming like you with it, I’m the sickest in my city, hands down just Admit It lord
I don’t think them niggas claiming bout their business, if they really bout their business then they die with me
[Verse 2]
I just come from walking to chow, now I’m walking in J’s
I walked 100 sum miles, now I got bricks in my legs
Ima crash out the style, but that was back in the days
Could see the look in my eyes that I ain’t sleep in some days
Feet hurting in them shell toes, working in them shell toes
Bullet fights, I done did some dirt up in them shell toes
All night, I done sold work up in these shell toes
Consequences, cause it really hurt me when them cells closed
Cell doors, I’m behind bars with 100 men
Jail rules, punish him and everything he come in with
Sells so low, shit I can’t accept the punishment
Them jail doors close, you better lace up them number 10s
[Chorus & Bridge]
This for all you bitches claiming like y’all with it, I’m the sickest in my city, hands down just Admit It lord
I don’t think them niggas really click they business, if they really click they business then the gonna end up missing
I don’t think them niggas claim they really with it, sickest in my city hands down just Admit It lord
I don’t think them niggas really click the business, if they really click the business then they gonna end up missing
[Outro]
I mean, a great leader has to become a great follower. Or a great leader WAS a great follower, you can say that
Just don’t follow that wrong person, don’t follow that wrong nigga
Aye you know what I noticed? Loyalty is the key man. Everytime I get jammed up behind my patnas, best believe I’m gonna see about that boy! Fuck wrong with you (laughter)
