Al Capone

Drastic

[Verse 1]
If it's Drastic you want to fuck with
I'm the maddest of motherfuckers
Ravage you in a ruckus
Laugh at you in abundance
I've had it with you shit nuggets
I'm the master of this circus
I'm a cataclysmic earthquake
It's sad that you're some puppets
It's rap covers that you just fuck with
My verses versus you fuckers
And mercilessly just murder
Your raps are lacking in purpose
I have to act to this bullshit
You claim yourself as an artist
When all you want is the profit
Acknowledge that you a product
A part of economics
Your rivalry isn't modest
And I'm the reason you got this
This problem, you need to solve it/
I brought it
The prodigy, yeah, you call it
I'm the Pakistani bomb without a timer on
Yeah, you fuckers ain't got shit on me, I'm Al Capone

[Hook]
I thought (x3)
P-p-p-prohibition
Prohibition
Was an unjust law (x2)

I thought (x3)
P-p-p-prohibition
Prohibition
Was an unjust law
Prohibition was an unjust law

[Verse 2]
Command these fuckers around like a department head
All these rappers in the game but their bars is dead
Their style, their vocab, their flow, all of its shit
With all that autotune, nothin what an artist would spit
Aimin' for fans, a major label and then
Tourin' for days with no chance
Of makin' amends 'cause all of it's for stardom and shit
I'm like the mortar on the border
I oughta bring in disorder
And sorta blitz you up from the
Same skies you pickin' targets
You cowerin' in a corner
You cowards know what's upon ya
I'm makin' a scene, the kind you fuckin' pray in your dreams for
I'm subjugatin' your weak bars
I'm the boss
Y'all are nothing but retards
Cause you're a minor, I'm a major
I'm the miner, you the data
I'm the alpha, you the beta
Proud of what I'm made of
The outcome of my maker
Sounds I'm makin' shake the
Ground, the kinda sound to make them waves
Bound to round all of them fakers

[Hook]
I thought (x3)
P-p-p-prohibition
Prohibition
Was an unjust law (x2)

I thought (x3)
P-p-p-prohibition
Prohibition
Was an unjust law
Prohibition was an unjust law