[Verse 1:]
I can't imagine me slacking, it's like a ^!$$% stepping
And slapping me right in the face but ^!$$% it never happen

I spit the Passion of Christ, the crucifixion's my weapon
I take the shield from the knight and stick it through your intestines
And that's just in day's work

My motivation killing sincerely taken from day's hurt
I spray earth with the venomous mind spray
It's a hard knock life before Jay left Beyonce

All-white green leather Diamante
Windows tinted, y'all sit timid acting Kanye
You so stranje I'm throwing boomerangs at your foolish gang

Overruled...

[Verse 2:]

Mother$#&@er you a !@$)got, you kiss ^!$$%s like Lil' Wayne
I'm Kool G in his prime, you ^!$$%s rapping like Lil' Zane
I don't two-step, ^!$$% I move wet

Cocaine, ecstasy and carry two jets
Now if it wasn't for my seed I wouldn't need my life
Give me a hoodie and the mask, I don't need the ice

I keep verses in my head, I don't need to write
Left hook split your %#@! open, I don't need a knife
I'm on my hate %#@!, AK %#@!

Step on my shoes, I shoot you in the face (*##$
So what the $#&@ is up? You ^!$$%s $#&@ing up
When Vinnie swing on you I swing on you ^!$$% I $#&@ you up


[Verse 3:]
They all mistaking kindness for weakness

They all (*##$es spineless and speechless
Work all week and you poor by the weekend
Jerks wanna creep try to choke you while you sleeping

All cause we spit raw, no if there's a leak and
Everybody quick draw, we know when you reaching
^!$$%s done $#&@ed up, they woke up a demon

OT possessing having spoke to a deacon
Hypocrite kids keep a hold on the preaching
Please don't get split, they don't know what's the reason

Philly's like Hell but it's cold and it's freezing
24/7 no matter what the season


[Verse 4:]
Yeah put me in the booth surrounded by music
I let my lips go man like I don't give two %#@!s

You Internet mother$#&@ers wish y'all was me
On the road with the Army rolling with QD
While we be touring y'all be at work whoring

Begging for overtime, "Please can I get some more? "
Been there, done that, matter fact still doing it
Took some time but we running with this music %#@!

Say my name man and I'll show up
Hit a ^!$$% in the gut till his $$# blow up
And I still speak power with the force of an anvil

I spit gutter words fill another landfill

[Verse 5:]

I murder anyone who $#&@ with the villain, it's over
You ain't American Gangster cause you chilling with Hova
I got a mother$#&@ing chip and it's still in my shoulder

I dump the mother$#&@ing clip in your grill and I fold you
You ain't even in my league and on Vinnie dick
I'm eating? and gabagool with my ginny clique

I'm a Sicilian massive, you a mini pit
Eleven Mac 11, nine 9s, on that Biggie %#@!
I hug the block with Jay and Moss where that rocko was sold

I carry four burners like the top of a stove
2012 when y'all burn, that's what prophecy's told
I don't give a $#&@, I ain't expect to see thirty years old