Let me explain what’s bout to happen before I spazz out in the booth
Took over the driver seat I’m tired of leaving it in cruise
Nothing standing in my way if it’s beef then you will loose
Body never found (pow) u will never make the fucking news
I been giving y’all jabs here go the power moves
Competition wit me bitch I never lose
You’ll get bodied won’t even make a debatable
A full course meal these other niggas some lunchables
Giving bars out penitentiary living
I’m eagerly willing to show that illy really be spitting
I’m striking with precision
Seeing my future a premonition
Increasing the standards of every rhyme scheme in a sentence
So listen when I speak and start understanding my vision
Moneys the mission fans come wit the decision if I can keep spazzing out nigga that’s my intention

I do not fuck you niggas bodybag all of yo written probably take all of yo bitches den give um da business da pussy i kill it da feeling was diffrent we switching positions she want something diffrent well nigga im diffrent you know dat i got it da man for da mission the thread count is diffrent these no competition say spotem we gott um i know how ta pickem and you'll be a victim cause you didn't listen my nigga bar you ta death wit dis venom my nigga yah dats all im spitten my nigga if words kud kill den mines would be serial jeffry domah osama u feel me doe tell me dis how could u doubt im dat nigga doe pyrex i hop in dat pot bitch im really dope

I do not bang
But
Lemme be anal about it
Just aim for the profit
Cuz we are the same right
No we are not
K with the L
Like it’s Khloe Lamar
Bars needing bail
And I aim for the stars
Life is a chess
And I need a new car
Right
Kaioken
We make no friends
A little bit
I play to win
I’m spraying then
I cop a little
Give me room
And you ain’t never seen the hottest riddle
Meet your doom
Facts
Bury you
Not in a tomb
Facts
I would grow tired of rapping
But who would it be
Cuz I know it is me
Plus they tired of you
Facts
Pen is lethal
Wanna creep slow
Huh
Blowing gas
I’m sour diesel
Huh

Yea it can’t be no revelry
Two women, that’s what you call three is company
One on top and the other one up under me
But I still treat them hoes like the letter “B”
You know I be sittin back
Blowin on them zig zags
Poppin pills nigga the size of uh tic-tac
Call me micky D’s I stay with them Big Macs
And I’m the boss Nigga, excuse me did you get dat

Ryn d Considered a little hypocritical
I'll show you the Differences
Rest in thesis killin em on the mic and I rip'em to pieces
In a Pool of blood he drowns
I'm Pennywise in a world of fukin clowns
My hypocrisy it knows no bounds
*I'm coming up into my prime I'll do my best
Maybe we should have a spelling contest
Here's your tombstone now I lay you to rest
Speeding on pass in the passing lane
Going a hunnit in a minute and Na Na Na na na you can't catch me
Repeated it over and over again
but never again
Never the less I digress
Cuz we are not the same

I know that you be hating
I can see it in to your eyes
We ain’t the same
Let me explain to you why
You is dumb and Killa is wise
You at home and Killa in the skies
You is broke and Killa making piles
You got frowns and Killa got smiles
Cant figure it out for shit
Why y’all act like this
Smile in my face like bih
Then you go and talk that shit
Braggin on yo shitty car
Nigga I own a star
Yo gurl knows who we are
That’s why you keep that bitch so far

This the moment y’all been waiting for
I done my reading like a book report
I’mma heart attack y’all play pretend
I tried to tell you all that i play to win
Y’all sum undercards I’m the main event
So Y’all better run cause I’m caving in
No evictin me I own my home it’s been a min since I paid the rent
can’t nobody touch my word play
Not on thursdays or my worst days
Just the other week was my birthday
Now I’m 26 run the field bird gang
I make the ground shake earthquake
imma Demi god like Percy So imma rise above it’s a sure thang so I’m straight

I'm the Queen of my city,
now shut yo mouth, everybody all know what I'm talking about,
Everybody act tough until you call them out, and then they turn Wendy Williams wanna talk it out, You men gassed up,
Off contact, you got good taste,
And I respect that, but being a jump off, I ain't with that, you better find one and go and fall back, now ask around, I been around for a minute, no shot to my butt, no ghost writer gimmicks,
running through the line, getting blocked like image, you'll get a Popeye tryna block my spinach, I'm on the road to my next show, had to drop down this REAL flow, y'all want war, I'm like let's go, see I'm gassed up with no Petro.

Put me up against whatchu call an artist
Nigga I'll out flow
Glow on super stardom
Full of charm
Lucky wants no problem
As do none yall
Where my Aston Martin
My queen super fly
Wonder Woman bossy
All these niggas lied
They don't want da problem
I want all the smoke
Cause I love di ganja
Man dem tink dem rasta
Look like boiled pasta
How'd you get in here
Kick him off the roster
Yall is all my son
Call me Mr Foster
Oh you vaccinated
Cause they told you
blah blah --
I can't fuck with it
Cause you know I'm smarter
Call me Kang I conquer
Talkin Every beat
Heard my Multi verse
Boy I am da sheet
Smoking on Mesquite
K you killed this beat
Gotta hide these bodies
Put em in the Audi
Outtie

They want bars well Im nice wit that/
They gon learn today show me where the mic is at/
I dont fuck around I hope u brought some tighter raps/
Come and spare wit the cypher champ/
Look I do my thang for the streets/
Im known to kill shit so they claim Im a beast/
When I come around they hope n pray I dont squeeze/
Cause Im dangerous like Killa Keing on the keys/
If theres a issue the magazine getting pressed/
Got ur homies like damn he chopped n made a mess/
Have pieces of ur body parts laid to rest/
A whole lotta bird shit shout out to Raveness/
Yea, so name a squad better than r's/
Aye ""Birdflu"" u hear'n veteran bars/
Get it straight mutha fucka this bar-barians hard/
Wit lines sharp enough to give ur ass cesarean scars/ (Its Gangsta)

bitch you know we not the same
I got different thoughts that's in my brain
yeah most these rappers fucking lame
I don't don't this for the money
I don't do this for the fame
I do this cause without music
life wouldn't be the same
most dudes wouldn't even wear my shoes
if yall knew bout this pain
roll up a blunt just to ease my Brain
my sativa so strong man that shits
better than cocaine
getting higher than a plane
I smoke so much weed Trippy Hippie
should be a strain

Gang wit me its so litty
Got the money like Tpain
Turnt Up Like Quagmire So Giggity
We Cliqued Up Like A Gang
That Reefer Is All We Toke
Drop that song that smoke
8 Barz run for your life
Lil Mo on that high dive
High Dive Im So Up
Turnt Up Niqqa So What
In Mississippi In The West Coast
Oh Yeah Ima Boast
Ima Boast On That West Coast
Turnt Up In Dis Bitch ... ITS MO!!!