(Intro)

Uh, yeah, Welcome To The Magic Show, yeah

(Verse 1)

The Takeover, the breaks over, bitches

Intoxicating rhymes I write, Hangover

Blowing yall motherfuckers out, Game over

Stay in your motherfucking lane don't change over

You are now listening to the culmination of concentration

The ass kicking ambition mixed with the frustration

Cause sometimes when you work too hard you get aggravated

I had to wait to have weight, but now I have to wave it

Cause i'm the rapper up to bat i'll hit it out the park

I stand alone at the top, no need for counter parts

A dog I gotta bark, i'm gonna make my mark

I'm thrashing my opponents rapping like i'm never out of bars

And never out of touch, plus never out of date

I'm spitting greatness every single time I salivate

The beat booming you can hear this shit from miles away

I dont think you really know who I am check the Tale Of The Tape

Noteworthy, im so worthy, my flows burning

I fuck that pussy so good, I make them hoes curtsy

Yeah, never pay attention to Jealousy, when you making that celery

Yall ain't numb you feeling me

Said that I fucked em good so them hoes still on my penis

If you ain't talking money baby then no habla English

You see I'm flyer than a flock of geese I guess y'all sitting ducks

They said you want it come get it i'm here to pick it up

(Verse 2)

Game like Wall Street, consider me a stockbroker

High off my own lines got me looking like a pot smoker

I'm going scary good 31st of October

Tired of knock offs how many do i have to Knock Over?

Yeah, they claim they want beef but it's Slim Jim

Plus they should know I fuck they bitches with the lights dim

Yo i'm so mean so cold i'm not that nice

So this'll be the best verse when it thaws out of the block of ice

I need the power to keep writing so now iv been resurged

Tryna takeover the world as if my name was Bilderberg

Kept my eyes on the prize like its a staring contest

I should smack ya silly for talking all that silly nonsense

I put an end to your career like apocalypses

Fuck the lie money man i'm tryna make an honest living

Yeah, the tables have turned and now they've become turn tables

Guarantee til the day I die imma earn pesos