Letras
When it comes to these bars, I am the pick; no guitar
I rule the beats like a czar, my lyrics shine like a star
Feel like a creature of Mars to hear the shit in the charts
Not even on my radar, but hell they are what they are
Hip-hop Hogan in the flesh a step above all of the rest
It's clear that I'm the best the fuckin planet will attest
You wanna step n try to flex I'm sure I'll be left unimpressed
Guess I Probably should have guessed, yo shit ain't close to on my lev
Close to me you'll never be, close to this ya gonna miss
Ain't a G, the Letter B, shits so wack, I gotta diss
Shit is trash, no critic clash, I'll burn that ass straight into ash
On this mic I'm known to smash, I'll leave you bleeding like a gash
Lyric king, don't even sing, still full circle like a ring
Ya take a swing in my ring, you'll be KO'd before the ding
These sharp hooks are sure to sting
I'm getting green just like the spring
I'm lookin fly without a wing; not a single ounce of bling
Real slick shit
Only way I can spit
Spit Explicit with wit
Bout as good as it gets
I'm saying
Real slick shit
Only way I can spit
Spit Explicit with wit
Bout as good as it gets
A 'lil sugar for your ears, that fuckin' rap lord's here
Pressure cooker for you queers, the sum of all your fears
I'm stackin' body's high, hope that fuckin' mourge's clear
Son my shit's top tier, hope you brought your war gear
Steer clear motherfucka when you see my Rover comin'
Gotcha bitch in the whip as I push her lower button
Think I'm bluffin' motherfucka? Go and ask you sober cousin
Not your lucky day dog, best you get to clover pluckin'
Try sumthin' 'lil bitch, gonna get yo grill split
Try n front, fuckin' chump, gonna need yo grill stitched
Real talk, real shit, gotta itch to split a lip
Yo you should be glad that I scratched to dump a clip
I smell bliss, blood mists, euphoric as a drug hit
I Feel great, nice and perky like a fuckin' rubbed tit