[Hook]
I'm the only one to get the job done,
Killing rhymes like hobo with a shotgun,
Bling-a-rang, my money make you stunt, fun,
Every song I murder it's a new round,
Believe me, believe me,
I been grinding for my whole life, so believe me,
Believe me, believe me,
Shorty, I'ma self made so forgive me

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's been way too long since I dropped out,
Swing my life away until I pass out,
Woke up in the morning, see a strange cloud,
Dollar and a dream, yeah, I don't doubt 
How the [bad word] I can't be S T in this [bad word] game,
Everybody knows my [bad word] name,
Every hooker [bad word] with the Mr. Krane,
Now they help me enter to the hall of fame,
Long ago I was a scholar, wasn't perfect,
Now I'm getting older, I ain't [bad word] pervert,
Prefer to blow the blunts, not jobs, I'm Ray Manzarek, [bad word] a-holic, rapper, catholic and alcoholic,
Party all the nights, I don't have to lose,
Rhyming simple words with lots of skills to choose,
Stunting like my daddy, got some cars to use,
Rapping like my buddy Em, this is the [bad word] 
My [bad word] want to know how tasty my dog Charlie [bad word] is,
They like to suck it, lick it, swallow and kiss,
They listen every word [bad word] from my Gucci lips,
Got a hooker that gon' wiggle, heaven for the G's!

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
To make the way to riches I will step over your dead body,
Excuse my French, pardon, I'm not your [bad word] buddy,
Money gon' be green, they call me John Gotti,
My world will not be ordered, I'm Illuminati,
The wildest of the wildest, call me Victor Valdes,
Every time I take a shot I'm getting wild as
Machine Gun to the Kelly, start to chop them rivals,
My way to fame was filled with roses and the rhy-mes,
I came to conquer Earth and I won't back down,
The [bad word] witta tears of clown,
I want to spend my Friday well, I won't drown
Into the swimming pool of Kendrick, yeah, we rise now,
We gonna shine like diamonds, we are ladies' best friends,
We are almost living legends, our story ends
Long as we getting conquered by the game and [bad word] Benz
But like MGK I still be poppin' [bad word] bands!

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Chop the final verse up, man, I don't know
What else I shoulda [bad word] say to you to show my flow,
Rhymin' like Immortal the Technique, I have been thrown
Into the house of luna-tical [bad word]  they gon' [bad word] blow
My father [bad word] left brain out of my [bad word] head,
Put me in [bad word] for the blood to shed,
They know when I hear the trap beat I'm so up like fed,
But [bad word] them [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] pussies, I ain't finished yet!
I hustle for my family, I hustle for my hood,
I used to watch them [bad word]  now they saying "Life is good",
Feeling like a Nas-ty rapper, put you in the mood
That makes you hate someone and tell me that I [bad word] should
To chop him up like razor blades and [bad word] steak knives,
That's the [bad word] of Jarren Erlichman, the ten of lives,
Your [bad word] is meaningless like the pursuit of cat of mice,
And when you asking me I say "OK, you're [bad word] right!"
I put my Beenie and my hoody on, lace up the Ni-
Ke [bad word] on, I'm ready, I'm so [bad word] nice,
His name is Kim, he's working for 1017 the rhymes
And when I chop him up I leave for gangsta's paradise!

[Hook]