 Grizzlies, G-mad and white noise, outmarched, sway-fair, big or bagnode, fucking don't club show off, do this shit, yo Fist off, big or ear, progress party, bagnode, big or don't flop, and all the fans that watch the channels I don't pop a strap or drop a lab, with shots of shrapnel, all I need is a fucking beat and I go flyin' off the house I'm not the rapping kid against these fuckin' cocker spaniels, old bark, no bang, you beat McDonald's cattle Naturally powered over heads, just like solar panels, you get nobody smilein' cause you pick and call my name Man, I'm going savage when producers drop the sample, I'm a syriacal spit and snapping upon a poppin' crackle I just made a classic album, fuck dropping bottles, I've been spending more time in a booth and calling viral I'm too hot to handle, you a soft and fragile, how you gonna out swim with great wire and doggy power? The cocky twat's black, border-filling body bags, paragraphs of fucking punches, rapids of some rocky jabs, you believe your own lies Copycat, so deceitfully dishonest, you could probably pass a polygraph Victor Beezer only based on like a squad reacts, Tony Digg is not the champ, everyone could watch you fight Cause of that, lately I'm feelin' like I don't wanna clap, I need a plopper match, someone tell me where shot he's at That savage animal, you should've let my car loose, smack a fuckin' track off in a massacre to my boot Guys in white suits, study how I ride shoes, I even throw away fire like Ryu, a bright U Smartest guy in high school, war ticks in the boxes than selling ice shoes Buy IQs, like 55 times, cry minus 9, I multiply by 2 Oh, you're a pile up, I don't like you, you're weak, chatting more breeze than typhoons I'm happy to put you on the deck like flat crews and then rip your fuckin' album quicker than I choose Chrissy Lees, breath the fresh air like Listerine, I sit deep, pitch bleach and mirror the shit em' seeds Mind I'm bringin' misery, vivid the twisted imagery, livin' upon the killer spirit This prolific shop is a guillotine steppin' in my vicinity None of you guys can stick with me, come in with the livery that's written in california These times change, they try and hate my name, fuckin' keyboard warrigus, gettin' irate You're a pun, yeah, I'm top tier, you guys stay singin' things, hiding behind screens like platinum You know it's about to go off, whenever you see me, I dope off I'll step on the side for a record around me, you ready to believe I'm a show off in my When he smoke rocks from the phone box to the co-op, lookin' to do a brushin' like the eyes of gold star You'll be driin', playin', plushin' a psychopathic mic, assassin, I ain't lyin' mine Cause lightning's striking, twice can happen, when it comes to tracks, no one's dope as modern moderns White noise out now, wiggin' goin' by the album Just watch as the problem grows, spreadin' faster across the globe Population of boss control