[Verse 1]
What up is I hang with the hardest [bad word] 
I got rhymes by the buckets make you niggas wanna suck it 
But you love this, I’m the epitome of god-gifted 
When I busted my first rap the whole planet shifted 
Lifted you mind to the next ? hemisphere 
The next level shift so you best to just step in here 
Check my gear, I got flavour mad hip hop  [bad [bad word] in the roughest neighbourhood and not get shot 
I black out when niggas start painting [bad word] [bad word] over your crew like the New England Patriots 
The craziest but I’m also the blaziest 
Never turn on the TV so I don’t know who Jay-Z is 
What happened to rap in the 2-0 era? 
Where they are getting worse and I’m only getting better 
Niggas too old, J-Young and Pressure 
I put them under pressure, professor test you [bad word] 
What happened? Dope D.O.D. became the illest 
What happened? Phony MCs is getting finished 
What happened? You face defeat and we the winners 
Wicked with the lyrics in a minute you’re diminished
[Verse 2]
I hear people say back in the day he wasn’t like this 
He’s stuck in the cycle of [bad word]  , and violence 
The nicest reflects on your iris 
Gingivitis [bad word] through the gums of plenty of biters 
I’m the Excalibur weaponry wielder 
Do you dare to step into the deadliest field of 
Hardcore hip hop, we laugh at your idols  [bad word] your advice, I walk the path of the psychos 
I kill MCs regardless of which rap I drop 
On top of the corpses we climb to the top 
So who’s next to flop cause he thought he was heavy? 
The last one retired when I tore through his belly 
The cyborgs are ready to reboot the system 
People go missing and that seemed to have vanished 
They ask me what happened? Why do I act funny? 
I stay braindead like I got bitten by a rat monkey
[Verse 3]
Every day I hear the same [bad word] BS 
The same old song, you just don’t progress 
We won’t invest, deck you all fame obsessed 
I seen it all and I’m far from impressed 
I get a lot of criticism, you can be my guest 
This hip hop [bad word] just got repossessed 
Peeps don’t wanna see us have any success 
It’s time for these rookies to go hit the benchpress 
You’re not the guy I used to know, it’s all about the rate of flows 
Even got a Golden Globe, what a way to go 
This prick didn’t even greet me at the show 
Thinks he makes art like he’s Vincent Van Gogh 
But no, I turn from amateur to pro 
I put in work daily, you just don’t know 
Just don’t know 
You just don’t know [bad word] 
What happened? Dope D.O.D. became the illest 
What happened? Phony MCs is getting finished 
What happened? You face defeat and we the winners 
Wicked with the lyrics in a minute you’re diminished