My though process probably too much to process
Toxic when I spit that hot %#@! they gossip
When you hear me drop %#@!, problem is ...

And john to bring the... in all of this non sense
Streets ... my knowledge is a master degree in college
Ah, I seen them drop out, every punch line is a knock out

My bars are raised to dare, my next show I'ma bring Biggy and Pac out
The flow which ... rappers up, like when men come bring that sock out
And I don't give a $#&@, running a cops house with the @@#! out

Around here we letting the hoes fight and be hoping the !@%$ pop out
I'm a savage, my throne is in the kingdom of the madness
The people is drawn to me,

Can you imagine a magnet the size of a skyscraper
I be killing every verse, drive them off in a hearse
Now they close to the mama nature

I bet your mama hate you, son of a (*##$
Spitting dope is numb in my lips
While the people loving my %#@!

...told me put out of here, it's like he put out of here
Dumping clips from killing emcees every since I ain't never missed
Look, more please, I think I gotta convince

That I spit a rap out, then they tap out
Watch me make them submit
My bars is hard as $#&@, it's like they made of cement

^!$$%s fall off this cars and broads is enough to make them content
Well not me, I need a monopoly on the game that it had me shopping, in Paris
Where the paparazzi watch me, watch me

Like the lookout, before you rappers get took out
They can't read me, they waiting for me to put a book out
I eat peas, I'm inviting you to the cookout