Released on February 10, 2015

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[Verse: Nasty C]

Now I've always been out casted for being about this rap shit

But I've always been worse than what's coming out your mouth, dragon

Been a young bastard, quick to make draws on your spouse vanish, without magic

Attitude on wheres the mouse-cat shit

So hard to find a nigga cause I hide behind the truth

They claim they leaders Abraham Lincoln I come as John Booth

But all they do is mislead us like Sarah Connor or science too

And Gerald Ford would tell a story if he was alive too

I'm feeling underestimated, I been on a hush lately

But I'm in such a rush to make it I sprint one on escalators

I will not rest for haters best you hate me

If you certain you can take me on like Ali you probably thinking like Eddie Long

Now I see you very wrong, you transvestite nigga shit

Miss me with that faking shit I'm extra real on every song

Tired of all you fuck-boys, with that fuck-noise, cause you suck boy

I'm paranoid thinking how the fuck will the game replenish y'all

Now I'm a young nigga but my pen is grown

Forever dickin' down a slut nigga cause my pen is grown

Niggas like sinuses the way they act up

They know they drowning in my flow no-wonder why they gassed up

Like they grip the gat and stuff acting tough like they had it rough

We saw you acting hood-boy and that's all you actually good for

I know some riders that make niggas see they maker

Boy I'm talking real riders no reference to CJ's neighbour

We can take you on a trip leave you stranded like DNA

Levitating above my enemies, tell me that shit ain't major

Flow for days, decades even till I fucking decay

And goddamn it you a spy, tell me that shit ain't major

They told us education was the key to success

So how the drop-outs succeed? I think they need to confess

They all got in without it

Damn Hip Hop is a bitch, if she don't open up for me I'm picking locks in this bitch

Now tell me have you seen a another little nigga get real?

I'll let you beat your chest but we all know who really went gorillas

Might be stacking peanuts, promise in years I'mma flip a mill up

I won't settle for no Simple Jack like I was Ben Stiller

I'ma do it for my fans and then myself and my moms too

I go hard like the great James man, Lebron and Bond's too

The young soldier wrote verses, could've wrote Qurans too

Now hoes throwing more lights in his direction than blinds do

If moms knew about the taxi war she wouldn't have died

So I ain't never tripping nigga, and I ain't telling no lie

No-one to clean up after me as a child

Now I got hip-hop all wet, I wrapped a mop and stick that bitch in her thighs

Within a blink of an eye, all you rappers can get demolished

Young goblin, major attitude, swag is a bit demonic

I been watchin' y'all stunt, and watching y'all front

Got me pissed like Roby time your asses get up out the closet

Y'all peace wanting, ah hip hop isn't really nothing to do, do

I'm the shit but I won't settle for number two

And I'm supposed to be locked up in a zoo somewhere

Grip hold the Glock like its a deuce in the air

Go hard as Pac, Papoose and BIG

No virgin escaped, I do young man, what it do young man?

I go hard as a beast, let's twist the flow they caught up my feet

You know I'm just throwing the dot at the feet

I called it a target, you called it a night and you called it defeat

Man who harder than me?

I'm what you are this envy

How many dead rappers in my basement now? More than many


[Outro]

They used to never wanna hear us, remember?

Now these bad bitches over here tryna give a nigga head, trust

I'm better than the lame niggas tryin' to be famous

Can't blame us