Three Men

[Intro: [?]]
"Okay, I got this now"

[Scratches: DJ Hacksaw, Purpose]
"I let you know—
I let you know, money, I don't play"
"This is the final call for all rappers that wanna brawl"
"I let you know, money" "[?]"
"The wrong motherfucker to diss"
"This is the final call for all rap" "Suckers"
"I let you know, money, I don't play"
"I'm the last head you should ever try to fuck with"
(Check me out now, check me out now, uh) "I got you locked [?]"

[Verse 1: Purpose]
Ellipses is the name (What?) Purpose [?] ether (Yeah)
These people keep on tryna bite their tongue to keep a secret
'Bout to take you somewhere you won't come back from, please be seated
I make these kids lose their mind: Bieber fever (Haha)
And I'm tryna make some big money (Yeah)
[?] the pocket make my pants look tighter than Kid Cudi's
The underdog still one sick puppy
While I'm at it [?] fuck these kids that disgust me
Put him on my stage, I bet draw a blank ([?])
Try pirate my shit, I make 'em walk the plank
My squad [?] plus let's not forget
We leave these girls all exhausted like Turbo resources (Haha)
See, this is the avenue I push my passion through (Uh)
Game time, this is that slamdunk off the alley-hoop
I backed out the studio, anthrax the booth
[?] I'm in it, I'm the truth, you can feel it, so
Let 'em place the blame on me
I never changed, still the same old me (You playin' games with me)
My crew like Adele, we roll deep
'Cause the rap game's as crooked as J. Cole's teeth (Sheesh)
Open hand strong, ready to close it back
On you, see, this is something you don't come back from
The realest, can't be silenced, the only silence you will see (Word)
Is the moment of silence for the mic that used to be, I kill it

[Verse 2: Raven]
I make sure everything remains pure
[?] boy, you press skip and pray for
Something you can pay for and I think it’s a waste, y’all
Listen to Rav’s thoughts when he’s giving you way more
Than these hacks that can’t be [?] chainsaw
They kick the damn bucket quick as enraged horses
[?] well, I’m skippin' to stage four
[?] 'cause this is a brainstorm
You get hit with a gale-force wind, crippled by hail [?] like bricks
[?] Blizzard like [?]
Disciplined, ain't fallin' for tricksters and 8 Balls
I'm stickin' to livin' strictly in-sync [?] natural
Givin' factual lyrics on the shit that I've tackled
Leavin' the bling and apparel to cheesy, gimmicky fellows—fuckers
Keep it deep, I don't swim in the shallows
[?] puppet strings, so toys swing from the gallows
Me? A king command slings and the arrows
And the mischievous [?] scarecrows
[?] Raven, I'll [?] battles
You won't find me behavin' like a bitch if I'm hassled, nah
The pagans from Ellipses have summoned
Like [?] goin' to Odin with the swiftness, I'm comin'
To run the beat with fuckin' heat like pigs in the summer
Sucker dreamers get tucked to sleep like kids in pyjamas, why?

[Verse 3: Prime]
Heard a dude say I was a gun
Index poised for the [?]
More like a uzi, you get much more than noise when I’m spittin'
So if you [?] on the road to success with some boys that are driven
You should probably try avoid the collision
If you still didn’t get me, disrespect me in a battle then
Crew's on some bullshit? I wave the red rag at them
Full stop, period, whatever pussy challengin'
You see it every month like Billy Madison on Channel 10
I earned a few titles and I heard a few rivals
Talkin' shit behind my back like I was conceded
But if they’ve got what I haven’t and I’m not talking talent
And that’s all I ever see, it’s only right I believe it
[?] diss me but I didn’t need it, got put on trial but I beat it
They tried to write me off but I didn’t read it
Man, I know they’ll be surprised when they see it but when the expectation's
Zero I am gotta try to exceed it
And it ain’t like all my rhymes are elitist, I mention size of my penis
Or say I’m lookin' through the eyes of a genius
But if I say it in a line then I mean it
So if I say "Fuck you", drop the mic, hit retire, and leave it
If I meet you, I’m probably gonna say what I think
Why break the ice when I can just go straight through the rink?
Nah, dude, don’t pay for that drink
Act like an animal and live a wild life (Wildlife) 'cause I’ma make you extinct
Yeah, Prime is the future, the reasonin' that you’re the past
See me when your daughter asked if she can have my autograph
I'ma turn her down repeatedly if you’re the father
When she questions, you can tell her sheepishly that you’re the answer
Keep telling the same story, I gotta laugh
You say you’ll always love hip-hop like you’re its bodyguard
What I’d rather do is make you talk on polygraph
[?] your story got more holes than Jason Voorhees' hockey mask
I wanna put your wrist in a vice, grip [?] tight [?]
[?] five fingers are diced, twisted, and sliced
Prevent you from ever gripping a mic to all your writtens are tight
Because your hand’s in no condition to write
True story, anonymous internet bitches aside
I can’t think of a time that I’ve ever been dissed in my life
I know there’s a bunch of kids that wanna piss on my hype
But they do it behind my back like they’ve been kissing my wife
Ridiculous, right? I ain't married, never been committed
Like I plead insanity and was eventually acquitted
These rappers are O.J. Simpson, people tellin' me they did it
But they never really get that vital bit of evidence to fit it
And the guilt of every one of these defendants is a given
But these coward motherfuckers too pathetic to admit it
It ain’t a verse, it’s a letter to my critics
And a medical prescription of your medicine, I drink it

[Scratches: DJ Hacksaw]
"I let you know—
I let you know, money, I don't play"
"This is the final call for all rappers that wanna brawl"
"I let you know, money" "[?]"
"The wrong motherfucker to diss"
"This is the final call for all rap" "Suckers"
"I let you know, money, I don't play"
"I'm the last head you should ever try to fuck with"