There they go, packing stadiums as Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, Macadamia, they go so ballistic, whoa
He can make them look like bozos, he's wondering if he should spit this slow [bad word] no! Go for broke, this cup [bad word] over, oh no
He ain't had him a buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
They been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know, rap will never be same as before
Bashing in the brains of these hoes and establishing the name as he goes
The passion in the flame is ignited, you can't put it out once we light it
This [bad word] is exactly what the [bad word] that I'm talking about when we riot
You dealing with a few [bad word] villains
Who stand inside of a booth, [bad word] spilling
And spit [bad word] feelings until our tooth [bad word] flyin' up outta of our mouths
Now rewind it
Pay back [bad word] for the way that you doubted me, how's it taste?
When I slap the taste outta your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place
I'm Hannibal Lecter, so just in case you're thinking of saving face
You ain't gonna have no face to save by the time I'm through with this place, so Drake