No Nonsense

[Intro]
We must pay homage to him

[Verse]
Showstopper, jaw dropper, flow lava
Low bar to hop, mollywhoppin', but that’s no shocker
Leave it up to Jonny to be back with that warmth
Never been a fan of the faux, as you know
Children on their high horses stuck in the roundabout
Yes, you would think that they'd get tired out
These white boys think they funny yelling "soo-woo"
'Til they get jumped and blood really coming out their mouths
Big Apple rapper slash singer, spit factual
Snapple-like, smoke a joke like tobacco
This piano mixed with saxophone wrecks shackles
Freely ax all fiascos, not Mr. Tetsuo & Youth
Bellicose to whoever wanna choose to scrap conmigo
Mi lápiz de doble filo puede matar a muchos chicos
Qué lío, this beat is frío, mis niños, don’t try this at home
For the rest of y'all, try to follow along, uh
I make all these false gods do the Imhotep
Wise guys, I wonder will y'all live to see the rest?
I can't eternally rest my eyes ‘til I see success
Too many times that I've been depressed
College process and ED made me think that I was impotent
Then God awarded Fordham to me, isn't He the best?
The heat I'm breeding prove that global warming can't be a myth
It ain’t no secret that I need respect
Matter of fact, I demand it
Freshest on the scene, all these others lack the passion
The weakness of my foes as I peep ‘em take their last breath
Make yourself at home, get accustomed to the casket
Drastic, tragic, I’m D. Rose to Dragic
Go C4 on tracklists, Beast Mode was practice
Y'all fall in love with the fake, y’all being catfished
Let's keep rap at rapping
I'm starting to want a challenge
I'm starting to want some action
It’s boring just aiming recklessly
Going crazy's my specialty, savagery to the masses
They sleep on a 100 like there's money in the mattress
The disparity in skill looking apparent
Like the Enemy days and my current state of rapping
Like the earnings between white women and black men
Like suicide rates of right now and back then
Have I said too much or is that inadequate?
Maddening, the tightropes I walk are hazardous
My mental Bobby Fischer, surrounded by checkers players
While y'all be replicating, I'll be out here elevating
Antisocial kid that's gone postal
Things been messing with my vision like bad bifocals
The fans been showing signs of love like a promposal
And yes, I rap too, hi locals
I'm liable to go hard, oh Lord, I'm topping standards
My words leave corpses, we gon' call it body language
Like look me in my eyes if you're gonna step to me
The flow is heavenly with the dopest recipe
It's open sesame to opportunities, this is Ali Baba season
But they won't mess with the flow until Ariana steals it
The point of 7 rings true, get the tissues
These crybabies might hate me ‘cause I spit cruel
But watch what you say like subtitles
Walk down the wrong aisle, watch things get unbridled
Lot of new rappers say they the GOATs to go viral
All I do is laugh and smile
If this game's survival of the fittest, then my rivals better quit it
When I'm on the mic, there ain't a chink in the armor
I just cook up food for thought to make the citizens sharper
And that's constant, I'm keeping it real, no nonsense