I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
What the $#&@'s going on all this bull%#@! around here man?
Y'all $#&@ing the game up, been $#&@ing it up for years

I don't care what you do, do what you do
But for all my ^!$$%s that want that real %#@!
Here you go, I'm $#&@ing fed up with that all %#@! ^!$$%

I'm fed up!

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I can't take it no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
#~!!@ %#@!, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
#~!!@ ^!$$%, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more

#~!!@ %#@!, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
I bring them g's back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them killers, back in this hoe, back in this hoe

I bring them g's back in this hoe, back in this hoe
#~!!@ ^!$$%s grinding for the dough, grinding for the dough


I said I'm done defending rap, every of these ^!$$%s can't even rap
Every these ^!$$%s done killed the game so bad, I just went back to trap
And I ain't doing no features, for you mother$#&@ing leeches

Where the $#&@ was your parents, who the $#&@ is your teacher?
Who the hell is your preacher, cause you ^!$$%s is sitting shame
I used to love rap, but thanks to you %#@! ain't the same

Who want the rasters, $#&@ing beast me
If y'all ^!$$%s hard, the the $#&@ that makes me
All these dealers faking, I'm just wondering how they made it

If you think that %#@! is quaking, you think it's hallucinating
These rappers so overrated, I'm the cold go 18
Greatest of our times ^!$$%, god has made me for it


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I can't take it no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more

#~!!@ %#@!, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
#~!!@ ^!$$%, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
#~!!@ %#@!, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more

I bring them g's back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them killers, back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them g's back in this hoe, back in this hoe

#~!!@ ^!$$%s grinding for the dough, grinding for the dough

Y'all ^!$$%s talk a lot, $#&@ing call that rapping

(*##$ you with a tree branch, call me long cabin
You got the guards spazzing, $#&@ all of y'all
I ain't let ^!$$%s shine, I let them off the ball

Lord show no mercy, I beg you all mighty
Disintegrate these trash ^!$$%s word to Chris mighty
You wanna fist fight me, yeah I know you like me

Study my old raps, pause (*##$, biteme
Little ^!$$%s don't make me load the cartridge
$#&@ around and eat your food and rob your lunchboxes

All that money talk where your money went
Paul put they $$# on punishment


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I can't take it no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
#~!!@ %#@!, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more

#~!!@ ^!$$%, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
#~!!@ %#@!, no $#&@ing more, no $#&@ing more
I bring them g's back in this hoe, back in this hoe

I bring them killers, back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them g's back in this hoe, back in this hoe
#~!!@ ^!$$%s grinding for the dough, grinding for the dough.