[Intro - Sample]

When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall

And it has fallen here, it has fallen

Makers of men, Creators of leaders

Be careful what kind of leaders you're producing here

I don't know if Charlie's silence here today is right or wrong

I'm not a judge or jury, but I can tell you this

He won't sell anybody out to buy his future

And that, my friends, is called integrity

That's called courage

Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of

[Verse 1]

Look, I'm ill, deal with it

Even if you hate my guts you still feel it

'Cause I'm real with it and you's a real gimmick

And if you feel different come here and kill critics

Listen, no feelings I got four senses

I body rappers I'm a mortician, whore listen

You say you got bars but your methaphors missing

I'm killing careers, think I'mma need some more victims

Punish is back, Mister Nice Guy is dead

Cut 'em off by the leg, I'm painting the town red

Call me [?] the drama I just started

Go retarded on these beats, super sick no pharmacist

Say them death threats, I'm ready to die

Out the window, is you ready to fly?

I got my license and nobody holds a Glock-9 better than I

But I'm on this no kill policy, Bruce Wayne logically

Put the mic down for my apology

Bring your whole squad, come on you're not stopping me

Seven foot tall, go on you're not blocking me

Listen, bring Dwayne Johnson you're not shocking me

All these lames knocking me

I laugh in the face of these fake, yes

Smash any rapper in front of his fam and give him his tape back

Put your face in my face and I'mma break that

You don't believe me then try me, too bad nobody's gon' try me

And my produce is much fresher than Harvey

Dropping bombs, Cheech and Chong

I'm giving 'em nice dreams

All these kids wanna be like me, like a mic, see

I been killing records since I was like fucking 19

Thinking you're nicer than me?

Coughing up prices for Gene

I'm shattering dreams look, I shat on your dreams

I don't battle, too much mad buffer in me

You get too close, say the wrongs words and I'm swinging

And every avenue a light boy, you know I'm winning

Young rappers think it's over, this is my beginning

I'm thru a lot of a-holes, wanna star G

Got snipers on the payroll, all beams

Fading friends more convenient than Walgreens

Never once supported shit but plenty of 'em call Gene

I hold a line and I damage your brain

No wisdom, I demanage the pain

The knive in the flames

Small guy but I'm snatching your chain

Stay in your lane, I hate I had to strangle his lane

Ay, rappers with no bars, I'm packing [?]

You say a lot of gangsta shit but don't fucking do it

You soft as cake and I fucking knew it

You had one chance with your boy Gene, man you fucking blew it

Pull me off stage, I'm a hard act to follow

No mess 'cause most of these rappers suck and swallow

This feels like your brain, fucking hallow

If hip hop is a drug then I'm taking a whole fucking bottle

You're garbage, you belong in a landfill

Poppin' off in my face, acting tough while I stand still

And land real punches, give a fuck how this man feel

Start doing better, stop taking them damn pills (come on)

All these new rappers tryna advance, it's all over now

Spoke 'em by a grown fucking man

--- Transcribing