I'll never listen to you. I'll never get that wasted time back
I rather take a hammer & crush your skull flatter than an iPad
you couldn't be "Scene" if you dressed like one
I'm getting nice wit the pen & I wreck mics son
I said it a million times now let me light up a dime sack
I don't need a blunt in my hand to be holding onto a "fine wrap"
I just pick up the notebook & kill a 16
like I shot up a high school I know that this mean
but who's crazier than this? I'll drill screws into your flesh
& give your kids exclusives copies of "The Music For The Deaf"
I don't wanna quit the game why you telling me to "drop rhymes!?"
Imma keep beasting till I'm number one in your top 5
imagine me with pen writing rhymes at the age of 85
getting high & lazy eyed staying labeled "That crazy guy"
think for a second maybe I...could be the greatest?
to reach the top it's a long way who thinks that I can make it?
I stay faded, I'm still hated yet I never gave a fuck
I'll get your kids elevated teach them how to rape a slut
teach them how to take the drugs. show them how to skip class
teach them how to write a verse. make their rhymes kick ass
let me show you how to party. We can sit back & smoke weed
& sniff some percocet untill we catch a nose bleed
rolling threw the town. creeping down the cold streets
turn the volume higher. PK killing them old beats
Serious Vibez till I die! I'll kill a verse just to pass time
like using a clock as a football, i'll cut it in 2 & show you the "Half Time"
fuck your wack rhymes! you couldn't be dope if you rapped mine
while your trying to get down 1 verse...I'l be writing my last line
you want some advice on how to make it as a rap star?
snort alotta coke, pack guns, & try to act hard
fuck that, just bust raps open like it's christmas
untill your happy like you got every present in your wish list