(Verse 1)
ayo this season a lotta suckas taking extended sabbaticals
savage with my skills breaking competitions clavicles
labeled a loose cannon but every maneuver is tactical
think before you speak going against me seems impractical
simple minded, you think the buzz about me isn't factual?
talking wreckless about me? the reason I behave erratical
irradicating those whose lack of heart's just laughable
me and all these suckas ain't no where near compatiable
compassion shown when I dethrone the king that should've left rap alone
lacking proper ettiquette is simply something that I can not condone
had it not been known I wouldn't have blown up on these foolish maricons
but children need to be shown the error of their ways cuz I'm much too grown
the sickest of linguistics providing the feinds their fixes
affixiated with the fact that my rise to fame was the quickest
composing a list of the meanest mc's I'm calling my hit list
a massacre which I'm asking you all to bear witness
(Verse 2)
subtle with my delivery but please do not belittle me
your brittle facade of being a tough guy has now physically
been decimated and shattered into insignificant matter
and when the dust all settles I'll continue climbing the ladder
ruthless with my aggression attacks seemingly senseless
garnering attention when I'm rendering them defenseless
Apprehensive attitude coinciding with my demeanor
coincidentally I don't give a damn 'bout you either
leer jets and lambos or brothers thinking they rambo
identity crisis their mentality can't handle
who cares about your whips or the chickens you claim to have hit
it just doesn't seem legit when consistently you talking that shit
your consistency's the reason I'm advising your ass to quit
legitimacy unattainable with the trash that you tend to spit
can't comprehend why your camp ain't forewarn you of my dominance
ain't reached my pinnacle yet but peep my prominence
(Verse 3)
middle finger up...uh...never coming down
Tupac reincarnated reclaiming the crown
I rise above the rim guess we know who's got the juice now
poetic justice when lyrically I put sucka mcs 6 feet underground
dear mama I'm asking is there heaven for a G
I shed so many tears but I gotta keep my head up you see
cuz they're praying for my downfall back against the wall
I know you must be appalled cuz I'm screaming fuck 'em all
fuck 'em all watch 'em fall screamin' automatic gunfire exorcisin' all demons
the meaning is so demeaning opposition left barely breathing
the devastation that I'm leaving has you questioning who you believe in
haters they give me a reason to leave their family greiving
troublesome brother what tangled webs we be weaving
never heeding the warnings that I am constantly needing
nearing the end of my sanity with all the beef I be seeing
and I'm just pleading the Father will be leinent when I see him
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