[Intro: Marcos Molinar]

Good fucking riddance, that dude is gone

Ain't nobody liked him

I swear, if he didn't go out the way he did

Somebody else would've taken him out

If it was up to everybody else

That mother fucker would've been dead years ago

Karma's a bitch

I'll tell you one thing

The world's a way better place without him here

[Verse]

For five years, he would rest

His whack criminal-esque

Acts irritable, yes

His raps glued to his chest

React, he'll do the rest and that's critical, guess

He'll stab you 'til you're dead, for that you should confess

To your sins and he'll just use them to his new advantage

Pull 'em out you tooth and nail 'til you can't do no damage

A fifth of rum and he'll come running after you full panic

Coming full speed on attack, so double back if you can manage

But you don't know what he's angry for, not until he sang the chorus

He just wants his money all day homie, when it rains it pours

Whether or not you were here the day before

He's always one step ahead 'til your face is sore

And I ain't talking anorexia or when you're looking like a corpse

But I couldn't body this more for ya

So while I hitch a ride to my stomping grounds and explore the cut

The homie's like "Let him cook", but I'm rare, this beef is for you, bruh

Still a haters wet dream

No need to get mean while I'm up on the LED screen

In Times Square, while I'm there, you're still tryna get clean

Of all the dirt that you been tryna get against me

I'm bout as real as it gets

So pessimistic, catch a diss and you ain't feeling a rest

You run your mouth and talk as much as you want, but in the end

You can throw all your hands, but you ain't catching a breath

And it doesn't matter which multiverse that you find me in

Whether I'm black, Asian, white, wherever I have been

I'm still an asshole, a dick and I'll be colliding with

Everybody like sodomy

Asshole, dick

Fuck would I want to go bother you for

I'm Lucifer and unicorn with a tube horn

It's trumpets when I arrive and I'm unbelievably evil

So keeping him in a steeple, you shouldn't do for him

Man, I could ramble and gospel

I'm a headache, but I'll keep coming back and it's awful

But I ain't done until I settle the score, eighty more columns

So place your bets on me just like a gambling problem

And they say "Jay, he'll never stop till he's crawling

Toward the heavens gates from the bottom"

I need a break 'for I start to wallow

In all the fumes inside from every case of pain I follow

Your honor, I need a second, reassessing my calling

(Need a break, recess)

And it's still fuck all the B.S

I'm running shit, I do not stroll like a Kleenex

I tied the knot, doubled down and she makes me the best

But fuck around touch her, I'll kill you so you might be next

If you think you're touching this game, I'm king and I ain't been beat yet

So pick the color, black or white, I'll play some mean chess

Check mate, that's great, show teeth like a T-Rex

And call me racist, it's funny, I only see red

Still in the studio, truth be told I'm a two-year-old

When it comes to the metaphors, I can shoot it goes through you bro

Like a ball in the net and I'm still the cause and effect

So every bar Ima wreck like a barroom brawl, I go es stupido

Literally but do you know how I get when I view you hoes

Talking shit all about me and say my ass isn't beautiful

I'll have to push you back like I'm out here targeting cuticles

It's time I put the nail in the coffin like at a funeral

Phase one, say something

You will never do nothing

New button, do press it to get him loose and I'm

Bout as off my rocker as a client for life alert

Hear the tires skirt

I have burnt the entire scene up in a fire burst

(Hear the tires skirt, I have burnt the entire scene up in a fire burst)

So read the spell, you'll recognize I might've cursed

Careful I think I just lost my temper, man

All of the fuel for the flame and I just got a new temperament

I am about to kill you so why would you think I'm Abraham

Even if I was Lincoln, I still would never be innocent

I thought if I could bury the old me, I would be lenient

But never recognized that he never died, I'm still living it

So fuck you, lets embrace him now gather round for the infinite

Life of the one who screwed me, you're bout to witness disinterment