VERSE 1
Somebody tell me what's the deal
Yo does anybody know who's keepin it real?

I just love it,
Other mother$#&@ers talk %#@!
But you know they'll never stand above it

Madd Ma$%&^ got murderous tracks
I'll swing an axe at your back
Till your chest collapse

I seriously suggest
You don't test the best
Get split so quick it'll leave ya breatheless

Don't nobody wanna touch it
I bust it with such a rapid percussion
I'll leave ya kid a concussion

I'm just sayin
Don't nobody wanna be playin
You best bust back quick son, I ain't waitin

Nobody could ever believe
A kid like me would conceive this masterpiece
Well listen up dude

I got news for you
I only done but a few
I got lots to do


CHORUS x1
Don't nobody even really wanna $#&@ with me

Madd Ma$%&^ got the tracks that'll make ya scream, yoo
Come n get me I know that you want to
Don't nobody here know what I do

Anybody that's talking tough
If you busts real rough then step on up, maan
Come n get me you punks can't see

How I robbed this beat so deviously

VERSE 2

If you really got heat
Come bring it to me
And we'll see who's gettin at it seriously

I'm like Kruger furnace I blasts so hot
You ain't even got game yo you only a mascot
That's what I been trynna say

Killin any mother$#&@ers trynna get in my way
Anybody actin funny
Yeah hire a dumby

I buck a shot off the top leave a hole in your skully
I mean, I ain't even trynna thug
But I can leave you $#&@ed up like a pound of drugs

No I ain't kill a man
You don't think I can?
Don't talk, be real, come n get me man! (yoo)

If I ever gotta deal with another
Dumb mother$#&@er talkin this that and the other
Imma grab the gloves and then a baseball club

I'll beat his head into a blubber
Then go home and tell his mother


CHORUS x1

VERSE 3

From seaside heights to the beaches in Cali
Everybody know I'm loud like a holy rally
Talk %#@! but you don't know me blow me

Flow slow like a ghost movin on the low key
There ain't anybody here that can hold me back
Get slapped with a spiked bat they flat like a fapjack

Gettin hos like a !@$^o show
Everybody wanna talk but they just don't know
Kill a hundred at a time like I dropped a rocket

Leave a crime scene so horror even the coroner vomit
Can't stop till I'm up on top
I can't write anymore my pen begged me to stop

I'm hot like a stolen car
You know who we are
You !@$!s won't reach too far

Once I enter the game leave you ghosted for smokin the frame
Come n get me you weak as lames

CHORUS x2