All rights go to Meek Millz and his record label
I spit words like a dragon spittin out its flames
its time to show these people how i run this rap game
too many haters talkin, always mentioning my name
i do it for the passion, imma just fuck the fame
tic toc tic toc, yeah the time is ticking
you wanna diss me? i was here forver, still waiting
throw them crappy ass soft verses you have written
go hard on this beat and show your true meaning
you call yourself a rapper, yet you aint even got flow
i aint that good, better than you.. just so you know
reduce your cockiness before you even wanna talk
acting like youre the shit, cant even reach the top
im killing you so fast, like im in a turboed supra
scratch that im a lambo and youre a mini cooper
i can go on for days upon days
disgrace to the this game, dont even show your face. again
get some knowledge before you wanna start dissing rappers
i know people better than you and theyre just beginners
you wanna try me, my verses will make you all suffer
my verses kill, guess you can call me a cold harderd killer
i think its time youd had enough and i should just stop
such a poser and always acting something hes not
dont mean to bring you down i just had to spit it out
but you can also take it as a diss , im callin you out
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