Okay, okay, yeah

Oh, shit

Man, see, I don't even know about beats like this though, man, because, I mean shit

I mean, you think of the gold with like everything else

You know what I'm saying, that we trying to do?

I mean, because I got this verse and shit

Hold up, hold up, I'm gonna bring it

It's like, bring it, bring it, it's like, oh shit, so hip-hoppers can get they diss on

I rap for the maniacs, if you ain't down, then piss on your grave

O bury your [?], chock-a-salute to this fucked up game of rappers that wanna be you

I see through gimmicks, these none getting anywhere, motherfuckers havе read attacks like bats

We bloodsuckеrs in this bitch, so make way

I spit poison in your girlfriend's wrist, little man, watching them once, sticking my nose into the whole world's business

Cause everybody wanna be in mines, get with this

I'm broker, then stock handlers, I'm sending to the trailers, run every bitch off

The road in white cheap [?], cause bitches in white cars and shit, they get

Thick, narcotics slipped in they drinks

But they stick checked up, like bombs we lethal

We can no stick, striking through your forehead while I'm sipping on gin

Ha, drop on your body wide, cause I'm a scotcher

Move like a packer, stack on your horse, swap, and map up, ride to your internals, hot like an inferno

The kernel of army, so underground

I keep a journal of any ordeal, the pain is so severe

Heat climbin', no any mammal in it's hemispheres

I fear only God striking you with this rod too hard

But stop paralyzing, feed up, covered in [?]

Apity, so get your kitchen, call me midi, channel so crispy

ID number is about 60

I move the concrete, jungles like a gorilla, flying chillers

I freeze the show, top billers, ooh, oh you don't think so

Wrap you to kinkos, be the first to press the flyers that say that you's a ho, got some to your glues

Your mama's brothers and cousins, suck a better dick, a real rapper up in this

Motherfucker, psycho shit, so hip hoppers can get their diss on

I rap for the maniacs, if you ain't down, then piss on your brain

Or bury your [?], chalk us

A loop to this fucked up game of rappers, they wanna be you, I see through...