Open Letter

[Ransom]
Night night to the haters
Ferragamo shoes, nice price for the gators
The bright lights will amaze ya
Young niggas still balling, I'm Mike Price to the players
This hip hop, don't worry 'bout the shape, I'm in tip top
That's why when I spit it, the shit's hot
You put the greatest rappers alive in a big pot
Jay, Nas, Big, Pac and who would you get? Stop
Tick tock your time's up, your mind's stuck
Coke dealer, call me Sir Rock, nigga remind Puff
Drew Brees, believe I keep a nine tucked
Make your side burn, I'll clip ya and get ya lined up
C'mon kid you ain't using your common senses
Last quarter, two minutes left, fourth down in inches
You can smell the death in the air around the benches
But you'll never see Ransom run from his consequences
Getting rich off dollars is what I'm 'bout nigga
The biggest slave in the yard killing the house nigga
Damn, these niggas is degenerates
Matter fact these niggas is street credit-less
On the corner I was that nigga to reap benefits
Now they call me Ellen, I'm selling that D generous
I'm the leader, paid the cost to be the
Boss, start a war with the force of North Korea
I do it so well that I come across a cheater
Give your wife three lines like I endorse Adidas
Mad I made it, never congratulated
Y'all niggas sat back and hated but now that I'm agitated
You getting eradicated, verbally gladiatored
Obama's telling me chill I might get him assassinated
The voice of the people, these niggas not even equal
They told me I'm Goliath and David came to defeat you
Guess your life is a movie but you won't be in the sequel
I ain't done yet nigga, you fucking with the best nigga
I could have you doing pilates, you wanna stretch nigga?
Then I take care of your dogs 'cause I'm a vet nigga
Gritty flows that's reminiscent of X nigga
Bet you feel this shit in your bones 'cause I'm the next nigga
The next Nas, the next Big, the next Jigga
My face pretty, my arms tight and my chest bigger
Don't be concerned with this
You heard the rest of them niggas, I'm the alternative