[Verse 1: Oracle]

I'm having a heart attack and my heart has been hardened black

Since back when I started rap back in Autumn gettin all on tracks

Spazzin automatically the hardest crap

Gotta skyrocket tax now that I've got the bar of rap

Soon i'll say I got a plaque for smackin the God of Rap

When they get awfully slapped wheezy then they gotta blast

When I call em trash, they fall and crash, and they can't follow back

Like when I handle em on Twitter, they just ball up and while I laugh

I caught ya ass copying swag from me, cmon fags

Ya’ll gotta drag in your jealousy of me and all my crap?

Or maybe how i don't have to stop to craft a godly track

Rhyming? always thought of that even when i'm not talkin smack

Oh God, you’re fairly odd, it's apparent ya’ll are all a douche

I'll beat you with a Obtuse Rubber Goose, Green Moose, Guava juice

Roast ya while ya hangin out, hit you with a lava noose

Though i'm the one thats murderin, i'll be sure to use a lotta SWAT abuse

Awful spotted bruise on ya malleus if you copy dudes cuz ya card is used

See you walkin loose cuz you gotta ruse thinkin that, “He’s not gotta clue”

That you wanna be me cuz im the Bond of music, im the Al-Asad of all the new

Shit in this generation, I could end the nation in a second

Waitin on the best to waken, just to see a second fakest, they’ve mistaken

The blessed for taking verses, when i’ve taken effort making endless changes

To perfect the game and they just swept away the credit, basically

They really wanna be me so they jack my style

But they can't perfect it so they just sound wack and wild

So i actually smile cuz in a way they all praise me but in the baddest style

They're crap so I sit back a while and laugh and stack a pile of raps

Defile fags in style cuz I’m gladly fantastically guile I could rap a mile

Around you, snappin while I take back the files you grabbed a while back, beguile

Puttin you fags on trial for all of that revile and ima

Use you as a sacrifice, stab you with a jagged knife

Go hang yourself with a bag of rice

Bitch! - Quit acting nice

Just cuz bumpin these raps suffice your appetite

Don't mean you go and try to maximize

On tryna jack it right to your tracklist, dyke!

Desperate guys ask to rap beside me on a track at night

But you get curved like an aquiline, but you faggots are all magnetized

When I’m on top, and slap you right into a pole on top of stagnant ice

Now I got baggy eyes from tryna gap us like some chafeless thighs

[Hook]

Copy, copy, copy - that is all I see

All these jealous haters with their eyes all on me

I know I got this shit on lock, and my styles all on fleek

But that doesn't mean you can copy what im tryna be

Copy, copy, copy - that is all I see

All these jealous fuckin haters with their eyes all on me

I know I got this shit on lock, and my styles all on fleek

But that doesn't mean you can try to be another me

[Verse 2: Jahaziel]

Nothing's unpredictable unless it's been predicted

I'm taking over the slaughterhouse

You bout to get evicted

Winning over the popular vote and no one rigged it

I'm getting more ahead than Monica gave to Clinton

Oh wait ...

I just made a nasty joke and And no one gets it

And you bout to go 1-9 without me I'm Scottie pippen

You're more like a kaepernick cause I don't think anyone picked him

By the time this song over you'll probably be in prison

Im predicting the future like an episode of the simpsons

Everyone coming I my show everyone including Lincoln

Someone better put my face with the greats like y'all did to griffin

Opening the Hell and Water gates

Like Satan mixed with Nixon

And I'm mixing addiction with some drugs and the alcohol

And I'm fixin to diss they can't function without adderall

Not Egyptian I'm the sandman Reppin central Arkansas

Suddenly building a wall for you suckers just don't sound bad at all

Run around with the sauce

Coming UP like lacrosse

Only want trophies and plaques

That is why I do not floss

I never lose I just win

Talking to you is a waste

Don't even try to pretend

I know you copy and paste

[Hook]

Copy, copy, copy - that is just all I see

All these jealous hater wannabes with their eyes all on me

I know I got this shit on lock, and my styles all on fleek

But that doesn't mean you can copy what im tryna be

Cuz you Copy, paste, and copy - that is just all I see

All these jealous haters wanna be nothing but enemies

I know I got this shit on lock, and my styles all on fleek

But that doesn't mean you can try to be another me