Fuck like a king,

Rap like a priest,

tired of seeing blacks

getting wacked by police.

tired of seeing facts getting scratched on repeat.

rappers can’t rap.

singers can’t sing.

contact pac with a ouija board.

have him lick a shot at everybody with a tiki torch.

keeping y’all from sleep like the pea in the princess

mattress labels making movies all i see is actors.

ACTION.

how many takes do you need?

punching in like they Swiss

and they making some cheese.

if your skill was proportionate to all of your greed,

you’d maybe be as nice as me back when they called me

MACHINE.

but instead you loosing steam like you came off the stove

yous a busta I’m a busta rhyme and give me some mo.

flipping the mode.

only mode you in is ala with pie.

allah told me go tell you to kiss your career goodbye.

So if you pray pray mo.

talking slick say mo.

if your grind is to lie.

I suggest you lay low.

beard looking all wet like its made of day glow.

i ain’t shining from no diamonds this a fucking halo.

Mr Master Chief every time he speak its a master piece.

straight from the tit.

y’all fake as kraft mac and cheese.

actually that might be too real for you still.

wouldn’t leave y’all the ink that i leave on my will.

that ain’t talking about the fresh prince in a pen store.

I’m just offended i just wish y’all would care more.

challenge yourself for the pussy if you like.

you would do anything for it accept actually rhyme.

if you can’t if you won’t.

doesn’t matter yous a lame.

If they still give you the pussy

they should really be ashamed.

Gold foil the only thing they ever putting on my name.

tried to tell y’all

if you stick around

i aint to blame

for your downfall.

why you plotting on me I ain’t dead yet.

chocha slick as okra we ain’t even been in bed yet.

Bet, only rapper who be lining up my chakras.

while I’m loading up the pen like when i spit it’s blocka blocka.

Big as Shaq.

Always on the road,

man never hot.

cause you iced out.

but my heart is an ice box.

I would die for this shit cause it’s all that I have.

I ain’t in your top 5 cause you never do the math.

take a bath, take a shower, take a seat,

brush your teeth.

In the booth I’m the truth,

all you do

is spread your cheeks.

I be flexing with my words,

you be flexing your physique.

Ask my mirror who’s the dopest?

and myself is all i see.

look at you.

look at me.

I’m the best guaranteed.

writing hooks,

writing books.

if you book me there’s a fee.

Joker told me if good at something don’t do it for free.

steady working, y’all are free

to fall off as you please.

If you do then we through,

Fuck — fuck a parachute.

trying to walk my path

Fuck a— fuck a pair of shoes.

Candle sticks in the bed room.

You ain’t had the clues.

phone playing your shit when I hit the fucking snooze.

Y’all can be playing with me

but I ain’t playing games,

gasoline on the bed,

if you sleeping then its flames.

When she pop that pussy

bet she pop it in my name,

never worried ‘bout the last

all you gotta say is James, HO