HOOK:

So tell me can you hear me?
yall know what it’s hitting for
tell them if they didn’t know
figure four then figure more
Ready, I am like a pilot
I am on some fly s***
these people can’t deny that
I’m ready
so tell me I ain’t ready for the game but I’m ready
I’m ready
so tell me I ain’t ready, I ain’t listening, I’m already gone

DECIPHER:

The hate is very strong but I tell them carry on
DC going to be here for the [bad word]  marathon
trying to keep the peace when they speak to me; Farrakhan
but oh no, they want to go for the low blow; baritone
no matter where I go I have to fly; satellite
always trying to see the bigger picture; Magic Eye
I am never satisfied, appetite is Kobayashi
so they copy, that ain’t really working out, no Pilates
you smoking Bobby Brown, I’m smoking Meagan Good
you never could, we not on the same page, I read the book
even took a second look, it now has been verified, I’m very fly
thinking that my s*** don’t stink; Caroline
yeah, I’m trying to build a buzz, so far it’s full of blessings
I’m trying to draw more people in the future, pull The Jetson’s
these other rappers ain’t saying nothing; full discretion
Dumb said get your bars up; full reception, tell me can you hear me

HOOK

DUMBFOUNDEAD:

He don’t rap about Asian issues, why ain’t he banging pistols?
he just used that one kick video as a way to get views
I heard he ain’t even Christian, Dumb has been ego tripping
I hear these people whispering, “why the KIMCHI FRIED RICE is he so different?”
I trip and my clips gets hit so click click click and the s*** go viral
you ever have chicks blow kisses, take pictures, and have kids admire you?
I been done paid my dues, seen my battles on Pay Per View
on my grind, no skater shoes, get your bars up, and raise your stools
it’s contagious, now all my neighbors and the homies got it
motivating my patience, you can call me Tony Robbins
Tonys, Oscars, Grammys, I want it all inside my case
right on top of my fireplace, in a mansion with iron gates
knock knock, who’s there? Knocksteady with a banger that bumps in your system, listen
hot hot, like a chicken pot pie, better grab you a pair of them oven mittens
been there, done that, never gon’ turn back, I’m on that overdrive
Jay Park, Dumbfoundead, and Decipher on you punk [bad word] hoes
so tell me can you hear me

HOOK

JAY PARK:

I’m Ne-yo, So Sick, would’ve thought I got ebola how I’m illing
I got a bigger buzz than the can of cola from The Simpsons
we on different levels, think otherwise you’re just being silly
we not even in the same building, we in different cities
I’ll eat MC’s. I’ll s*** on your raps, I’ll just call you Grey Poupon
I’m flyer than you, can’t you see I’m chilling with my space suit on?
I’ve reached my limits, Rambo these [bad word] like my name was Slyves Stallone
I’m T.I or J, minus the T, the old me is just dead and gone
infect the great book with aids but still have the illest verse
Mr. Nice Guy but Mr. Nice with it, minute man so I’ll finish first
I ain’t a homicidal murderer but still I’m killing you
if your feet was size 8 and a half still couldn’t fill my shoes
my father took his sun and put him in the dirt, rockstar
a pop star that ain’t like all of them other pop stars
a superstar made on earth but admired by all stars
in other words, [bad word]  let’s just say that I’m a allstar