Mentor II

Hahaha

Wasn't I the mentor?
And this bitch tryna teach me?
Tryna overrun all I created
Every melody

Motherfucker, with out me, there'd be no Magician G
You say you're ready on IG, aight G

Stick to showing tricks
Like some kind of illusionist
My mind is ill fusion bitch
And I've had it with
That fact that without me you can't actually spit

Maggie talk to me a bit, is he as good as he admits?
'Cause I've been patiently waiting for this Stan's biggest hits
When instead, I'm treated to the blood he spewed
Patching up his wounds
I guess that's what mentors do
'Cause I'm your Dr. Dre in this shit fool
I did it for you

Anyways, all appetite and Apprenticeship annoyed me
Because battleships are only bombastic in the movies
Create cruel crap, instead of creating creative cool things
Don't describe Derik as dope if he's doing me dirty

My bars go deeper
Despite your stable foundation
I'm like the Grim Reaper
While you're seeking salvation

I can switch the flow any time that I please
While you keep stealing my show and resting in peace

While mentally
You were meant for more
Maybe you should Mentor
Fucker's who don't pay rent or
Don't already have a chance to step forward
Instead of taking shit away from your own mentor

But no, jealousy won't lose
This time, it ain't about me
It's about being a master
And still having fuckers doubt me

But before you, I was doing just fine
I was the rightful heir, that throne was mine
Then you cut me in line
2000 miles away, but I could outrap you in no time
You ain't got a chance to slide by
But next time you try to battle Jabez Z
Try a drive by bitch

Cuz in this game, I regulate losses
You skate on thin ice
And still wish you were top shit
I grew up with Em and Hopsin
My religion was entendre
I didn't have a voice as an off kid

But now that I do
I can literally choose
To structurally destroy
Any goalie in the penalty booth
And once I do
You'll wish you didn't end up throwing down your gloves
And lose
Care to refute?

Silly B-Rabbit wannabe
Trix are for kids
I'll snap, crackle, pop
And still get the bowl win

Or do you prefer a cup?
Cuz your leading the Stans
Get it? Your the only Stan leading
Your team to the champs

You can't stand this heat
Using your Long Island sheet
Cuz every year on my sheet
It's 100 degrees

I'm a phoenix rising
From the depth's of hell
Resurrecting on IG
You fine walking by your self

Or do you need some guidance
From the rap author for violence
Who's name is literally the pain he keeps writing
You don't seem to understand the ways of internal rhyming
Your just not ready for Jabez Z to start styling

So Derik
In case you decide to stay long
Just remember
In this game
If you mention my name
You have to remain
What is the word again?
Ohhh yea
Always Strong