First Thing First

Verse 1:
First thing first...fuck y'all and your feelings
People like you make me wanna legalize killing
Smack you for your taste, mandatory instinct
My shit links the illest, and hates the fake
Feel pity for your body, raped by brain
What a shame, gotta put you in your place
So sit and shut the fuck up and let real kings handle things
And get their buck up. elevate from the wimps to the greats
All I wanna do is spit in your face
Leave a print in the game, fuck a whip and a chain
I ask the real ones to put a chip in for change

Hook:
What the fuck was you thinking?
X4

Verse 2:
Fuck you no friction, I stay persistent
Real shit addiction, for instant this tape
I've been doing good, this is great, I'm amazed
How people like you get credit
Your music...since your first song I said it
Don't get it....shred it
Straight from EU, eat you with this beat you
Just can't handle, a snitch like randle
On the killa, Birdman and his bitch ass niggas

Hook:
What the fuck was you thinking?
X4

Bridge:
If y'all just don't believe me
Look around and see the industrie is greedy
To all the doubters, no one ever said it's easy
But we gon get it poppin till they fucking need me
X2

Verse 3:
Last time you heard a car bumping fire in the street
Last time you got high of a beat, had you dancing
So much you thought you had to die on your feet
When was the last time some shit made you fly out your seat
This is just a reminder that this shit still exists
Last time you heard a song bars hard as a brick
You can't name shit, I can tell...
And if you do, it doesn't ring any bells

But you can try to...