Ladies and Gentleman
You are now about to witness
The lyrical lncineration
All facts no cap
The verbal desecration
You calling me Paul Rosenberg
But bitch I am Top Dawg
Pussy I'm Dave Free
I wear every hat up in this bitch
Don't you get this shit confused
Homie yall not me
I'm about to clear the air
So before this track is over homies r.i.p
I'm highly motivated
Since you tryna play me
I figured we could clear the air
Since there's two of yall
That's contemplating
Tryna be taking away
All of my concentration
Cause yall bitter and yall arrogant
This time I ain't keeping patience
I'm covering all the basis
Let's start with the masked man
Who's faking like he my friend yo
We been through the wire
But I guess you never had the fire
3 different personalities
Hiding behind personas
That's hiding all of that animosity
Because the trauma
That you buried deep
That ain't how momma raised us
You thinking you a Playa
But really you nothing major
I'm the key player
You thought to come in and play with
That's the biggest mistake
You could've been makin
And never been
Trippin over Pholey
Or kraft and not even the grimous
You lackin you lacking homie
You lacking that fitness
And when I mention fitness
You know that I'm
Talking about the mentions
Your personality lackin
So nobody give you attention
Cause you been lacking Attendance
Final Fatality finish
Yous a
Psychopathic narcissist
Who got some psychopathic tendencies
Who thinking yo unks accomplishments
Is yours when that's not common sense
I stuck by you with tolerance
That uncle that you ain't get to get
You said I couldn't manage you
Cause I treated us as equals
Then I put you in your place
Now I'm twisted and I'm evil
Don't you lie to pops
This ain't how you get just what you want
You don't want no tension
Homie
You just want attention
How you is a grown man
You coming up with the lil man
Jumping from telly to telly
All that shit you told me bout
Yo momma doing you dirty
Got me questioning the real story
See I never knew you acted in front me
For all of this fucking time
You really been the best actor homie
I ain't gonna lie
They should put you up on Starz
Or maybe even give you some Showtime
But fuck a social story
I'm airing out all signs
I'm airing out all crimes
I'm airing out all of yo bull shit
Here's a piece of advice
Before you become arrogant
Make sure you got a crib first
Before you try to come at me
Homie take care of yo kid first
That's the only reason I was tryna feed you In the first place
But that head so big
I'm Suprised the earth ain't shake from all that air inside your head
Fuck a rap battle
Just handle your life instead
You fucking up all the business
All because you bitter
You playing yourself a fool
See me I am Eminem
Yeah homie you joe Budden
You ain't pump it up enough
I thought you said sum
Oh yo head running out of space
Homie that's your paranoia
No purpose rapping got em feeling like Joey b
At least Joey Badass got some money to compete
I am so elite
Peep the energy
Take notes bitch
Take notes bitch
Ahh-ahh
Oh you thought I was finished
I got more shit to say homie
Me I'm 50 cent
Homie you really the game
Tell me
Who's really the lame
When you fucking up my name
You can't be a man
When I signed you up for management
I was gonna put my music aside and shit
You dipped out
No communication
Fucking up my business operations
I took mad risks
And God repaid me
Seen the way I'm moving
Got em thinking I ain't fluent
They ain't understand they just lit a match
Inside of a room of dynamite
Hell raising for sure
Best believe I got the timing right
Oooo They
Wanna see me fight
Believe me I got the time for the hands
But I got the fucking time
To Bury yall under sand
When it's coming to all my pens
Yall know I got plenty pockets
You thinking you was robbin
You wasn't cause even Robin
Made a great sidekick
You a fucking extra homie
You better get a grip on reality
Your personality
More sour then granny Smith apple tree
Cry and pout to me
Act like a wallabee
Come on man
What you ain't on to me?
When is more then two
In the chat
You can't help but to cap
Just to captivate the audience
To see behind the ways
That you been moving
Thinking that you might have
Just lost it
No integrity
Homie peep the pedigree
Take a long look at something you'll never see
You deleted tracks on the BL
Just because you feeling upset
Cause I xd you out of a check
When really you had no respect
For me or for Marcus
Man he lost his grandma
Last year
You ain't even give a fuck to call him
Man you crazy
Why you keep pawn everyone off
You thinking you was close to
Yeah
You use and throw em away
And we thought you was somebody else
But I guess
When you adding up
All of yo artists
That you thinking that you are
Is a lot to maintain man
I pray that you safe
I don't give a fuck if you ever
Coming for my name
Everyone knows that you
Fucked it up all on your own
And you know
And you know it's a shame bro
Oh they thought I was still finished
But nah homie
I got more shit to say though
You thought I was easy
But we boutta know that you really
Ain't got no shit else to say
Better when singing man
I like j with the melodies
I don't like j when he act tuff
Tell my Craig keep hitting on my number up
Cause you plotting on me
Cause you can't stand the thunder
That I brought to something
You ain't thinking that you carrying
Yeah that's ammunition
I got years of you fucking up on me
You could Mention the facts
That I uploaded a tape of yours with that Piff on the dat
Marketing homie Yeah I paid for that
It's a shame that I gotta put my dog down
When we ain't even get nothing up on it
You ain't done shit but hold me back
You ain't done shit but hold
The homies back
You was like a piece of my rib
So this shit gone hurt me
More then it's gone ever hurt you
Just know you asked for this
When you look inside the mirror
Just know that I'm right behind ya
Deeply inside your thoughts
I'm never gone leave around ya
Just so you'll understand
All you'll ever be is my fucking shadow
I know that that soul is fucking hollow
That's why you'll never get to where I'm at
Your really hard act to follow
You lazy and overrated
That's only inside of your head
Cause you ain't really done anything
On the basis of stats
That's coming out of the public of spaces
You flawed in your operations
You thinking that you ahead
But who got the better verses
Yeah who got the better hooks
If we talking bout rap
Then you gone be underlooked
Yeah this is an overhook
Yeah this is an execution
I told you about a cancer
All of my time you wasted
This is my proclamation
I put this all on my momma
You keep hiding them faces
Show me Jordan
Homie I
Wanna see what's behind all of your personifications
I wanna see what's behind all of that contemplation
I wanna see Jordan Credle
But I guess he don't exist
You to busy being every other alias
That really don't exist
If they do its cause of me
You know that I got
The marketing down pack
I made sure that you could eat
Now supplies have thus ran out
You can go make up what ever track
You think you gone put out
You ain't got the balls to be a man
You steady Cry and pout
Thinking it's my job to be your mule
Go figure your life out
Any lights you thought was on for you
Now forever will be lights out
This is my final letter
Yeah this is my final convo
Ex communicato
I'm knocking
Out all your lights now
Say hi to the undertaker
I'll return to sender now
Lights out