GRODD just sent me the link

And it came with a notice that told me

That I should kill this beat

When I heard that bass and that pacing

My heart was racing, so i took it into the booth

And then I gave that bitch a face lift

So where's my scalpel at people

This is a surgery

The beat was looking up at me like;

"Bobby, MURDER ME!"

Who am I

To deny

A request to put a body bag in play

So I kill these beats with a capitol K

And have a funeral on that exact same day!

You son of a gun

I do this for fun

I kick it with women

They give me the buns

The BOOTY

I get it from cuties

Like the ones in the movies

And imma keep it 100 with you, I do not have a whole lot of bread

So imma kill every beat I hop on, and drop a whole lot of muthafuckin bombs instead, MY NIGGA! (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)

I curse a lot, and I don't give a shit, but they give me shit, for not giving a shit, and that's ass backwards, like a double standard

Everybody better put their muthafuckin hands up right now, cuz I've got a gun in my hand and a bag in the other, and I'm about to go and rob Hip-Hop right NOW!

I've got my mask on, and I'm ready for war

So imma go inside my closet, and pull out a sword

To cut the muthafuckin heads off all my enemies

To show the whole world that they are NOT what they pretend to be

The wolf inside the hen house

I was meant to be

The predator and the prey

The rest is history

I brought that circus into town without the ticket fee

And ghost rode with the whip

And brought the heat with me

And then I tuck that burner inside of my waist

And if a person has a problem

Relocate it to his face

And let it sit, so now he has some time to pick and choose

We can either squash the beef, or he can end up on the news

(Awe shit, god damn)

But you gotta decide today though

I couldn't afford the silencer

So I went to go buy a potato

My shenanigans are real, and I'm ready for shit to pop off

I'm bodying this beat, now call the morgue and set up a drop-off

And hop off

My muthafuckin dick

I done spared too many people, but I'm done with all that shit

It's okay to be a monster and give it something to eat

They done went and poked a lion and woke it up out it's sleep

And I was sitting here waiting for my city to get behind me

But instead I think I'll move to a place where they cannot find me

Imma relocate to L.A., New York, or another city

Instead of sitting in a place where they're not even fucking with me

I'm a lone wolf!

And I've been putting in this work since I started

And if anybody tells you different, then they're fucking retarded

And I apologize for using that derogatory statement

But I couldn't help myself, because they must be mental patients

If they think that I'm not about to do damage

All this rapping I have done has worked up an appetite

Need me a sammich

And a girl with big titties to make it for me

And if they want me to give up the mic, they'll have to take it from me, and I'm not giving it UP!

(Filler background shit talking)

*Song ends*