[Intro]

Yeah, this fuckin' weed

Oh my God

I'm high as fuck, nigga

You know what I noticed?

Hehe, hey yo, I'm tired of-I'm tired of being humble, man

These niggas can't fuck wit' me!

[Verse 1]

Coast to coast, coast to coastin', hehe, look

Catch me in the bay, trynna send a package up-state (Huh)

20 P's of each box wrapped in a package and tape

I ain't never lackin', always keep the strap on my waist

Nigga get out of pocket, I'ma put you back in your place (Boom boom boom!)

Spent 20 on a chain, I made it back, so I'm straight

Now I can throw that 20 back in a safe, yeah (I can put that back in there)

You said you iller than Machine, that's like a slap in the face (Come on, man)

You can't match the raps I create or tracks that I make (You can't fuck with me, nigga!)

Ayo, look, hold up

That was a 8? (Ay, that was the 8th bar?)

I got 7 more bars to show these rappers I'm great

I mean I took over the game at an immaculate pace

You see all these racks that I make at a staggering rate

I knew I had a classic 'fore they mixed and master my tape

Smoking gas with my nigga Berner in the back of a Wraith (What up, my nigga?)

I promise most of these rappers is fake (Uh)

Last nigga fronted in the club got his head cracked with a 8th (Haah)

I know that was a 16 but fuck that

When I rap I go apeshit

So when I'm slighted that's a mistake (I'm still goin', nigga)

It be the niggas that you got love for that come after your cake

You seen "Paid in Full", what happened to Ace? (Hahahaha!)

Aghhh

[Chorus]

Uh, I'm in rare form (Uh-huh)

40 on my hip blow a nigga airborne (Boom boom!)

Rare form

I'm in a whole 'nother zone right now

Well, tell the niggas I'm in rare form

Bread getting longer, the bars getting stronger (This shit easy, nigga)

'Cause on every song I'm a motherfucking monster (It's effortless)

Uhh, I'm in rare form (I'm in rare form, nigga)

Motherfucker, I'm in rare form

[Verse 2]

Yeah, it's the Almighty Machine

Ain't no rapper hard like or got bars like the Machine

All night on the scene, sold raw white, it was clean

In the yard right, I kept this AR pipe with the beam (Brrr)

Don't think I'm slippin', the four right in my jeans

I will let it off and send four right in your spleen (Boom boom boom, boom!)

The big dawg, I ball like I'm Kareem

With the hooks, they ain't know that the bull write it this mean (Haaah)

I'm a God, right? And you're like Cartwright

From the free-throw line, I take off like I'm LaVine (Hahahaha!)

All the shit I seen, spent all night with the fiends

Slept by the doorbell when all night it would ring

The boy rock the McQueens, get the whore outta your dreams

She don't rock the Coach bag, my broad like the Celine (Facts)

Coppin' the designer things and all type of new bling (Uhuh)

Rocking Louie, Supreme, give long pipe to your queen (Brrrr)

The Machine

[Chorus]

Uh, I'm in rare form (Cap)

40 on my hip blow a nigga airborne (Ayo, this a whole different type of zone, nigga, hehe, these niggas cannot fuck wit' me right now!)

Rare form

I'm in a whole 'nother zone

Well, tell the niggas I'm in rare form

Bread getting longer, the bars getting stronger (I'm walkin' on air)

'Cause on every song I'm a motherfucking monster (Uhuh)

I'm in rare form (This shit effortless, nigga)

Motherfucker, I'm in rare form

[Outro]

Line 'em niggas up, man

Hehehe, that's my word, line 'em niggas up

And not none of this shit hit no pen and paper, nigga

Ain't none of this shit on no motherfuckin' iPhone, nigga (I'm in rare form, rare form!)

I just stand in front of the mic and I just let that shit go, nigga (Rare form, rare form)

Drums for you fuck niggas

I'm in rare form, nigga, hehe (Rare form)

You niggas cannot fuck wit' me, man

Come on, nigga, y'all niggas can't fuck with me when I'm just doing it like this

How y'all gon' fuck with me when I write it, nigga?

I mean ask yourself

Is you fuckin' serious, nigga?

Machine, bitch!

Yahhhhh