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[Verse 1:100Kufis]
I'm back at it[back at it]
Fuckin' up the rap game faster than a jack rabbit
I remember I was backpackin', black hoody, black jacket
Countin' crack money like it's mathematics[yeah]
Now I laugh at it[haha]
'Cause I ain't in the trap, I'm in the booth everyday like a rap addict[rap addict]
Ever since I was a kid, buddy
I've been tryna get a track with Eminem like Kid Cudi
And they say that I'm a pain in the ass
That explains why explains why every time you go to sit why your shit's bloody
Bloody stool on the bar stool
Paint pictures like cartoons
Lost member of the Slaughterhouse, do my hammer dance
I'm a hammerhead, industry is shark food
Can't kill mе with a harpoon[nope]
With your whole ride, that's a carpool[splash]
Lyrically I murdеr anybody with a pen
Got me shootin' up the game, trigger finger on R2
Ratta-tat-tatta all MCs scatter
When my vocals get mixed like pancake batter
Yellin' swing batter batter
When you standin' at the plate but you swung too late
So your dreams got shattered
I'm the Mike Smith of this mic shit
I don't give a fuck if y'all don't like what I write bitch
You can suck my dick covered with icin'
I am so nasty, that it's so triflin'[nasty, triflin']
It's no shock M.Bison
I was Vince Young with the gun, teen titan
I am so hyped whenever I'm writin'
Married to the game, last name no hyphen[yeah]
Got 'em hyperventilatin' when I'm demonstratin'
First time I heard the renegade it was invigoratin'
It had me pickin' up the pen and paper, writin' on the daily
I was in the mirror imitatin' Mister Slim Shady like
Never been afraid to say what's on my mind
Feelin' like a hand grenade was in my palm
Every time I write a line, it was da bomb
That's right, I can blow right up any time
Now I'm back and I'm doin' what I wanna do
I diss seven now I got hit for a one to two
Lyrically I'll destroy every one of you
Down to the T, I'm a always be in front of you
And these rappers be mad at the fact
When I ran up on them and they ran outta raps
When they ran up on me, had my hand on my gat
Rappers are pussies with tampons attached
Droppin' landmines and you land on your back
How you run in the game if I can't find the stats
Chillin' on the wall with my hand in my pants
One take, two steps, how I dance on the track, Kufis