You should have thought twice, before handing me this device
Cuz only life has answers, Its all in a roll-a-dice
God had trouble writing your death,So he handed me the pen
You call these weaks your crew, More like Vulnerable men

I'm choppin the legs off this drama, Call me the King of "Ground-beef"
I get in niggas heads like thoughts,What you know about me?
I compare rapverse to cheating women, Always seem to be fuckin around
I'm in the game,So why ya gotta be duckin me now...Clown

Yall never seen whackness Till I introduced it
Niggas dont even stare at me, They dont want to do shit
Understand me man,I'm here to claim my throne
Death is solo..so nigga you gotta face this alone

I'm only bein misused, Got your hoes blowin on me like a box-of-tissues
Tell me the issue,Fuck around with me pussy and u'll wind-up-fish-food
Step back, Contents are explosive dude
Its whack, cuz theres nothing left 4 u hoes 2 do

Look at me and these keys I am texting
I'ma hard ass, look in the mirrors my reflection
Bringing it back spinning whack rhymes and imagination
In still its back wit past times and frustrations

I clip shots at these whack cats trying 2 get there cut out
This industrys like the wrong door..so stay the fuck out
Ima be the man in this industry..
Be the only white man to go down in black history

Cut your hands off leaving you waveless..wit no hands 2 say grace with
My punch is like a bass hit,extreme so I waste kids
Hearing all this chatter about who's on top now...
Havent you heard bigger they are the harder they fall down

I own this mic..so my spits are infectious
THe game wont kill me but, my shit is gonna getcha
The streets on fire...Cuz my lyrics is hot
IM on top..n its funny...cuz the resta you not

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