DMC JR.

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I'm quoted for saying I'm the best rapper alive, I mean, nowadays... Nobody, they ain't even tryna be the best rapper or the best at anything, they just tryna be them and do what the other people say is OK. And, uh... I'm not a part of that culture and I'm damn sure happy I'm not

[Intro: CRASHprez]
I'm drinkin' hot tea... feel me?

[Verse 1]
You can’t fuck with my regime
Boy, you’d suffer on the scene
I keep Dasani in a double cup
Sober kid sippin’ clean
Mountaintops in my dreams
You could never kill the king
I’m grippin’ death by the throat, throw it in the choke, hit the guillotine
Bumbaclot, you don’t get the sentence
AFTER F, boy, I been descendant
Hit the corner store with my bros
To cop calling cards for prepaid repentance
We watchin’ y’all fiend for the squad
Got a nigga fetish, so dependent
Bet you won’t dance with death
Like the CPD
They hit LaQuan, they ain’t been to Memphis
Remind me how this ‘posed to go:
You got a semiautomatic in your overcoat
With a boatload of coke in a stolen Rolls
With your neck and your toes and your molars gold
OR
You blow loads of dro, you strokin’ hoes, and both your folks are from broken homes
But when we fact check that and hold it close
You barely in the hood like the grocery store? Awww…
You wanna be a nigga so bad, that’s cute as hell!
But my skin’s not for sale
You fake the funk, we can fuckin’ tell and I’m snitchin’...
Can’t finesse my culture cuz you finished
I spend every minute in the trenches
I’m the undisputed undefeated reason you niggas standin’ at attention

[Chorus]
If I speak it, then I mean it, best believe it
Push a beater like a Beamer with no ceilings
For ‘99, the 2000, the future
I feel like a martian like I’m DMC, Jr
DMC, Jr

[Verse 2]
I’m right here with the terror
Fist fulla Black, better grab an umbrella
One time for the heads locked down right now…
Making ya couch and ya sweater
Suburban boy, I ain’t no savage
Been diggin’ graves since the Datpiff
This rhythm of mine counterclock my circadian leaving my eyes with the baggage
I don’t wanna wake up to another 20 texts
Telling me that someone died too young
I don’t wanna lay up on my deathbed thinkin’ that I shoulda went harder when I was 21
I’ll stick to water
You keep the blunt
Never get caught in New York with a gun
Never let rich motherfuckers own all of your art cuz I promise you’ll just get the crumbs
The hottest one under the sun…
Motherfucker, I’m ill!
Not sponsored by the Beats Pill
Waveridin’ drill and fake trill
Please keep the hate out my radius
We too busy buildin’ the future
You still replicatin’ Nayvadius
But you’re only shooters on computers

[Bridge]
Ain’t no one checkin that disrespect?
I’m pickin’ the switch when you actin’ out
All y’all niggas on notice
This a dedication, get it out the drought
Game ain’t the same
Wayne called it out
So I’m ballin’ out like Tha Carter out
Young Money, Young Money, motherfuck the other side what I’m talkin' 'bout
Ain’t no one checkin y’all disrespect?
I’m pickin’ the switch when y’all actin’ out
All y’all niggas on notice
This a dedication, get it out the drought
Game ain’t the same
Wayne called it out
I’m ballin’ out like Tha Carter out
Young Money, Young Money, motherfuck the other side what I’m talkin' 'bout

[Chorus]
If I speak it, then I mean it, best believe it
Push a beater like a Beamer with no ceilings
For ‘99, the 2000, the future
I feel like a martian like I’m DMC, Jr
DMC, Jr

[Outro]
Who said the limit the sky? Somebody lied, cuz I still got the feelin’
Don’t need a disguise, I’m passenger side in the ride, I’m tryna find the healin’
Posted with Devon in subwoofer heaven, push his Echo like it got no ceilings
He said: “These new niggas cain’t rap…”
I said: “These new niggas ain’t CRASH…”