Ah, feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary Tell my A$AP killers, get they pistols ready Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries Don't be scared, n1gga, is you ready? I've been thinkin' 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?) X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?) Ever since this new star fame came about Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out, huh Young boy, let his gun bang, let his **** hang Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling (I know one thing) Anything is better than that 1 Train Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar- Dee, probably sellin' D in your local courtyard Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at With a toe-tag, get broke off in the projects with a skateboard I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo, doo," I hate y'all When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm, mmm!" Let's play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold I rhyme cold, my K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9's on That banana clip, straight from the rip I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some sh1t If I'm not the hottest then Hell must have froze over You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was I carry traits of a traumatized soldier Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta Darts at your posters, dark nights like this I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff Barely even conscious, talkin' to my conscience Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons Don't sell rocks, seen the spectrum through the prisms Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms The violence and the killin', so given They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance Unfortunately, I am not that type of niglet But pass the pot, let me skillet Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc But my n1ggas on the block still assigned to the rocks And I swear it hurt me soul I try to prevail, but when I preach, I only hurt their sales Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail But you my n1gga, wish you the best for real When you mention my name amongst other white rappers Or for that matter, any fxckin' rapper, fxck it Painter, skater, musician, trailer park, dirt-ditch-diggin' Burger-flippin', eat, sleep, sh1ttin' human bein', you would be in Trouble to body double or couple me to these others 'Cause comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble That they put me in,my vision's beyond the Hubble's I huddle with Nubians, new beginnin' again You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold And so? Great! Do I give a flying duck? If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us? Alabama's climbin' up—wait, no I don't give a Flying duck, nothin' but a buckshot, ch, pow! Motherfxck your life, ***** blood clot Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze And thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson, penny loafers Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on ***** ***** smell like a penguin Wouldn't hit that sh1t with my worst enemy's ***** *****, when I say this, I mean this: Ho, I'm the meanest **** so big, it's like from Earth to Venus That molly got me nauseous, aw, sh1t, no off switch Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my ****" sh1t That is my synopsis, ostrich's posh sh1t Hoes on some goth sh1t, stop it! You not this! Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward Cryin' tears of vodka, prima donna at the concert Adonis smokin' chronic, 'bout to vomit gin and tonic Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic? Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860 A heavy smoker, so you know I brought the Blake with me The moon’s reflection off the lake hit me You should have stayed with me Now many Asian *****es lay with me The face is silky like a tablecloth My shorty gallop in the mornin' on the beach like a Chilean horse Red roses dropped from boxes very often Confetti torchin', drinkin' Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton Outstandin' I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Gramblin' You see us scramblin', sellin' Susan Sarandon The cloud of smoke like the phantom Damn, this sh1t tastes like fantastic, uh You see me comin' through in each state Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake Cuffed to my wrist, I've got the briefcase The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham Big K.R.I.T., shawty Spit like my last breath: casket rap, six deep Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'lac with flats After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, “How you ask for that?” Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch? All I had was rap, when all they had was wack All I wanted was love and all they had was dap Fxck them haters and fxck them hoes, a championship win is The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm, slap a ***** Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships Chokin' n1ggas out with the anchors that they anchor with Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxin' if you want a hit Clear, fxck your career, *****, I was born here Been a killer, '86er n1gga, that's my born year Get the fxck from 'round here, that's just my country ways Suckin' on your momma's *****, *****in' while I was choppin' blade Grippin' grain, fxckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that sh1t up with my bass I put that on my soul, how could you ever doubt me? Most rappers hopin' the world end so they won't have to drop another album B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can't you? In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too (That wasn't no sample, n1gga!) Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past Fxck your Louis flag, poppin' benji tags on your wifey's ass That's out of line, but in livin' color? I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfxckers: a true artist
[00:13.035]Ah, feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary [00:17.474]Tell my A$AP killers, get they pistols ready [00:20.348]Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries [00:23.026]Don't be scared, n1gga, is you ready? [00:24.980]I've been thinkin' 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?) [00:28.356]X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?) [00:31.126]Ever since this new star fame came about [00:34.027]Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out, huh [00:37.127]Young boy, let his gun bang, let his **** hang [00:39.729]Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang [00:42.767]Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling [00:45.732](I know one thing) Anything is better than that 1 Train [00:48.912]Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar- [00:51.532]Dee, probably sellin' D in your local courtyard [00:54.410]Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard [00:57.254]Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws [00:59.899]We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at [01:02.799]With a toe-tag, get broke off in the projects with a skateboard [01:05.463]I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo, doo," I hate y'all [01:08.503]When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm, mmm!" [01:10.480]Let's play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold [01:13.455]I rhyme cold, my K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9's on [01:17.221]That banana clip, straight from the rip [01:19.779]I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some sh1t [01:22.467]If I'm not the hottest then Hell must have froze over [01:25.407]You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was [01:28.529]I carry traits of a traumatized soldier [01:31.005]Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya [01:34.296]Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta [01:36.953]Darts at your posters, dark nights like this [01:39.781]I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist [01:42.570]Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff [01:46.044]Barely even conscious, talkin' to my conscience [01:48.656]Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches [01:51.683]I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons [01:55.072]Don't sell rocks, seen the spectrum through the prisms [01:57.793]Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms [02:00.642]The violence and the killin', so given [02:02.693]They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance [02:05.664]Unfortunately, I am not that type of niglet [02:08.791]But pass the pot, let me skillet [02:10.923]Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga [02:14.618]And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc [02:16.889]But my n1ggas on the block still assigned to the rocks [02:20.512]And I swear it hurt me soul [02:22.438]I try to prevail, but when I preach, I only hurt their sales [02:25.394]Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail [02:28.253]But you my n1gga, wish you the best for real [02:31.436]When you mention my name amongst other white rappers [02:34.126]Or for that matter, any fxckin' rapper, fxck it [02:36.682]Painter, skater, musician, trailer park, dirt-ditch-diggin' [02:39.834]Burger-flippin', eat, sleep, sh1ttin' human bein', you would be in [02:42.715]Trouble to body double or couple me to these others [02:45.787]'Cause comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble [02:48.781]That they put me in,my vision's beyond the Hubble's [02:51.431]I huddle with Nubians, new beginnin' again [02:54.016]You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold [02:57.337]And so? Great! Do I give a flying duck? [03:00.214]If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us? [03:03.098]Alabama's climbin' up—wait, no I don't give a [03:06.028]Flying duck, nothin' but a buckshot, ch, pow! [03:08.767]Motherfxck your life, ***** blood clot [03:10.781]Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze [03:14.039]And thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf [03:17.461]Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties [03:20.167]And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries [03:23.042]Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson, penny loafers [03:25.823]Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on [03:28.450]***** ***** smell like a penguin [03:30.604]Wouldn't hit that sh1t with my worst enemy's ***** [03:33.386]*****, when I say this, I mean this: Ho, I'm the meanest [03:37.023]**** so big, it's like from Earth to Venus [03:39.870]That molly got me nauseous, aw, sh1t, no off switch [03:42.778]Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my ****" sh1t [03:45.597]That is my synopsis, ostrich's posh sh1t [03:48.457]Hoes on some goth sh1t, stop it! You not this! [03:51.227]Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward [03:54.226]Cryin' tears of vodka, prima donna at the concert [03:56.968]Adonis smokin' chronic, 'bout to vomit gin and tonic [03:59.652]Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic? [04:02.909]Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860 [04:05.638]A heavy smoker, so you know I brought the Blake with me [04:08.739]The moon’s reflection off the lake hit me [04:10.910]You should have stayed with me [04:12.406]Now many Asian *****es lay with me [04:14.417]The face is silky like a tablecloth [04:16.627]My shorty gallop in the mornin' on the beach like a Chilean horse [04:20.169]Red roses dropped from boxes very often [04:22.527]Confetti torchin', drinkin' Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton [04:26.034]Outstandin' [04:27.349]I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Gramblin' [04:30.199]You see us scramblin', sellin' Susan Sarandon [04:33.121]The cloud of smoke like the phantom [04:35.514]Damn, this sh1t tastes like fantastic, uh [04:37.937]You see me comin' through in each state [04:40.116]Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake [04:43.051]Cuffed to my wrist, I've got the briefcase [04:45.105]The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham [04:47.690]Big K.R.I.T., shawty [04:49.142]Spit like my last breath: casket rap, six deep [04:51.451]Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'lac with flats [04:54.490]After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, “How you ask for that?” [04:57.142]Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch? [04:59.376]All I had was rap, when all they had was wack [05:01.498]All I wanted was love and all they had was dap [05:03.546]Fxck them haters and fxck them hoes, a championship win is [05:05.655]The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm, slap a ***** [05:08.377]Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships [05:11.719]Chokin' n1ggas out with the anchors that they anchor with [05:14.469]Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxin' if you want a hit [05:17.434]Clear, fxck your career, *****, I was born here [05:20.235]Been a killer, '86er n1gga, that's my born year [05:22.911]Get the fxck from 'round here, that's just my country ways [05:25.897]Suckin' on your momma's *****, *****in' while I was choppin' blade [05:28.665]Grippin' grain, fxckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades [05:31.375]Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that sh1t up with my bass [05:34.281]I put that on my soul, how could you ever doubt me? [05:36.603]Most rappers hopin' the world end so they won't have to drop another album [05:40.252]B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can't you? [05:42.858]In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too [05:45.338](That wasn't no sample, n1gga!) [05:46.536]Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past [05:48.371]Fxck your Louis flag, poppin' benji tags on your wifey's ass [05:51.461]That's out of line, but in livin' color? [05:53.893]I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfxckers: a true artist
