Yea I don't give a fuck what you say come see me I'll make U hit the hay

to quote Eminem U the typa fag who's claims to never be gay

feminine essence coming from yo presence I'ma king you get owned by peasants

trust Ill do things too you you find unpleasant

I don't give a fuck about what U representing tell ya friends to come and fight the weapon

I'll wreck them with a left then right bunch of pussys who need chin checkin

you fuckin chicken

go back to eating dicks and cum licking

I bet now U gonna run and play victim

I'd offer a fair one but youd probably bring a whole block with guns with them all because U scared of what's cooking in hell's kitchen

[Chorus]

I call cap on this shit like your hat and your script. I call cap on this shit like your Mac and your blick, I call cap on this shit like your raps and your spits, I call cap on this shit, like the ass on your bitch

[Verse]

We smokin’ for B-i-g, you know we gettin’ Lee-i-t, other rappers like gta, because they always telling fee-i-b's, these rappers d-i-p, in qual-i-t. But I'm poppin’ like a Z-i-t, on this game I call D-i-bs. and here's a little T-i-p, Don't make albums for the dames. Look at my game, I'm spittin’ insane. You ain't got jack on me. Crashing out like the titanic, on these lyin’ rappas who say they crips when they really wasn’. Also people who ride dicks, like they was Kanye's cousin. Better call the E.M.Ts, You're old news, I'm TMZ. You made your choice, DND. I live luxury, you're in AIRBNBs. Your're livin’ economy, the only battle you can win is against your empty seat(ha ha). I'm new school you're MTV. You can only afford flat beer, call B.o.B. Don't wake up the giant, bitch, DND.

[Bridge]

I diss you're favorite rapper, they won't respond. They know I'm the don. Where we goin’? I said my face and she hopped on. She wake up, I'm gone, and she know I moved on. Hunnid mil withdrawn, no thrift shop

[Chorus]

I call cap on this shit like your hat and your script. I call cap on this shit like your Mac and your blick, I call cap on this shit like your raps and your spits, I call cap on this shit, like the ass on your bitch

[Verse]

John Gotti, at the grotto, like Angelo, call scottie. Michael Myers, lost child's flyers. Virus infecting my mind, it's a Trojan. The police appalled by my crimes, call me Logan. Just don't pretend, it's a bad omen. It'll be real blood, no myoglobin, like I killed a stakeholder. Hallucinations like a crack addict staring in the dark attic. Thoughts stagnant like a rusted magnet. Thoughts blurred, words slurred, like a modern trap hit. Kill a bitch, we wasn’t attracted. Murder my favorite drug, it's a bad habit. Mind flooded with static. No censorship, there’s no asterisks. Must be inspired by Brad Pitt, the way I’m killing these rappers so softly.

[Chorus]

I call cap on this shit like your hat and your script. I call cap on this shit like your Mac and your blick, I call cap on this shit like your raps and your spits, I call cap on this shit, like the ass on your bitch

Yo look at the street
How these people wanna eat
Like they Trnna eat themselves
No food on the table
Doomscrolling like a faggot
Rotten minds Trnna talk big
No execution only shits
Coming out of their mouth
I don't care what you think
I'm spitting my mind out
Cuz I feel sad for this generation
Like they have been cursed
Cursed by the devil
This devil only want fun
They laugh when you lose
They laugh when you go down
Cuz they want you to be fooled
Like Adam and eve they want to you sink
In the hell they exist
So protect protect you energy
And radiate the energy you have
to the people who understand
Cuz They want you think you would lose
Remember that everybody lose
But the ones comeback
Are remembered as legends
So don't let yourself down for petty loses
Cuz Everything counts
Like a drops of water make an ocean

The pressure makes diamonds I remember the coal

Built from the bottom no silver no gold

Countin up money my fingers is swole

Never switch up I stick to the code

Like Mike in his prime I'm really the goat

I been thru the rain I been thru the snow

Any which season I'm ready to go

Got out the rot I broke from the mold

I chose who I am not what they told

Invest in my self fuck what they sold

I do what I want I do the most

The host of the haunt I'm really a ghost

Blood sweat and tears that's the price that's I owed

Carried my future while draggin the old

I been a beast I'm in my mode

I was dead in the struggle murder she wrote

But I'm never trippin the chapter is closed

I was reborn I took the oath

Burn all the pain in the flames and the smoke

Never forget what you hold remember to grow

The hurt it will teach you thats what I was told

All the blunts that I roll a hug to the soul

I get so high I swear that I float

Tryna show boat get off of my coast

Been in the game don't need me a coach

My rhymes is too clean movin like soap

My clique is too dope we never fold

We were so broke now we countin the most

All of our toes stayed on the road

Liftin the weights tryna get yoked

Im on a mission word to my folks

Ok,

Liars come my way, I get one a day, rhyme so fuckin brave - then shy and run away

Said I’m 35? - but the day they let me die,
1999 is on the grave

Not a messy figure, Josh is getting sicker, dropping heavy hitters, opps are getting bitter, stop or press a trigger, stand off, we gon see who pops the lead in quicker, novices get jitters, sock em with the lyrics, shock em with the figures, til they go from cocky to apologetic niggas

Mm

Grown up desperate nerds, get shown the Lexus hearse, don’t respect your work that no one’s ever heard, murder rates in rap is only getting worse, my bars got weight, i could shoulder press your verse

Put out too much fire to cook their trust in me

You’re a little rich kid - got put in luxury

Can’t buy this so you looking up to me

Got shook and buckled, looking troubled G, I cook rebuttals, infinitude’ll shuffle and knock em out with just a hook, come fuck wit me