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I wanna be the greatest rapper that there ever was

I told you they've been wishing me death

I bone a chick, you know the rap, it don't get sick, I'm a vet

I yank your chain, I bet you think you a threat

I feel like George of New York, 'cause I'm the realest heavy hitter you met

And I got y'all in my death grip, I could eat them up for breakfast

I'm breaking bread, I bet y'all couldn't even break a breadstick

Make like a swim and get clipped when I make a dream and death wish come true

Rappers hating, travel aging, hell I'm 'bout to set trip, so get this

They wanna smoke with Dee, but don't know what it meant to me

They call me Lil Dee, but yo, the D is for dispensary

Essentially the greatest rapper coming at the century

It's destiny to music, it's quintessentially meant for me

I made it through depression, these people ain't had no empathy

But that's the only way that I'm healing is instrumentally

I'm feeling wide awake, I take whoever rhyming great and made his stomach burst

I guess he let a pen decide to spit his lil' dick

Okay, I'm feeling like I'm popular, gaining up at the top

I'm so high up that I cannot even eye it with some binoculars

It turned me to a god to a top killer

Guap get a pop and a prop and a top, and I'm popping it, shot on the top killer, stop

Summertime getting back on the block with it

I'm stacking the hot shit to start a rapping apocalypse

Willy Wonka shit, got the bars without being chocolate

Look up in the sky, 'cause Superman is back in Metropolis

Thought it was kinda cool, I'm transforming inside the booth

I'm icing rappers to get them, my fortress is solitude

I destroy them to molecules

And when I really get at them, get Eden Garden of Eden

'Cause all they got is some fruits and you snakes to me

I don't play to make-believe

I got the diamond in the back with the gangsta lean

I chase the dream, I know I'm who they hate to see

Basically, I'm just sitting waiting patiently, my time coming