(Verse 1)

First of all I got my middle fingers up, I call it finger fuck

Cuz niggas talking shit but when Im 'round them they don't bring it up, so they're pussy

And coincidentally that's what I like to fuck, they trying to test me, but it's easy like they made it open book

So they try to do little shit to fuck me up so they can see my flaws, but they don't realize that they're the reason why I spit these bars

So I keep it pushin,' keep it movin,' keep on spittin,' keep on groovin'

I make them think they're winning when they're really motherfucking losing

(Chorus)

I just ripped it and spit it and now it's over and threw wit'

I'm just hoping they get it so I don't have to review it

(Verse 2)

Because my flow is sick, my rhymes is ill, I think I might need Dr. Phil

If you don't like it someone will, because people like the shit that's real

And I'm providing that because I know how the people feel

That's want that shit that's built off honesty and second skill

And like I said before if you don't like is someone will

So I could give a fuck what you think nigga keep it sealed

Niggas hating because I murder the beat

But when's the last time ya'll heard them niggas go rip a CD

You never heard it they ain't fucking with me

So when I say I rip it pussy nigga that's what I mean

So back the fuck up before I step on your toes

You run your mouth but you won't go to blows, this nigga froze

I run my shit like I'm a fucking rap star, these niggas claim to hate it but they bump it in they're fucking car

That's how I know my shit is nice and I got what they like

Cuz ain't a hater told me yet that I should drop the mic

So I rip it and I spit it on my fucking mic

And watch these haters bob they head to my fucking life

Some niggas watch me from a far, but they don't speak at all

They just want to hear the bars and see if I fall

And I don't mind it because they keep to theirself

They don't worry about the next nigga that's giving me hell

(Chorus)

Fuck ya'll man, can't even support a nigga that's trying to do something positive

That's why I made this versatile shit, raw

(Verse 3)

Because niggas play with your emotions and then they laugh when you rap

But do that shit out on the streets, and I bet you get capped

Because this is serious, what makes it a joke, the fact that ya'll ain't got the bars to flow

Shit I do that's why I'm killing this beat

Ya'll niggas quiet because ya'll know that ya'll ain't fucking with me

I mean listen to my lyrics and shit

You know I fear a nigga with the fucking bars I spit

That's why you're listening and you ain't even giggling

Because now you see that I can spit and now I got you figitting

And everytime I spit, here we go with this again

(Verse 4)

I make you miserable

Make you want to quit I do

Make you want to stop and say why'd I even fuck with you

Because I'm lyrical

And you niggas is queerical

But run your mouth again and it's fuck it, I'm smeering you

Smeer the queer that's what I call it

Because when they see me they're smiling ear to ear like they got to vomit

They must think I'm fly like a comet

But I don't blame them I mean shit, look who's on it

Raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw, raw