Keep your subliminals to minimal when you belittle me Say my name in a diss, be a man, die with dignity I picked up the pen again so you can start hatin' Everything I drop does numbers, smart Asian Album charge high as fuck, part Jamaican Dope ass white boy, standing ovation Rapper suck dick, you think they tryin' to put their throat on Do everything to make it, except write a dope song Apply pressure you ain't breathin', need a CPAP My beard's so long is hangin' out the ski mask I wish Eminem would be back He use to be dope, like a weed bag Take a Xanax and have a relapse I lose myself in the beat, flippin' through my CDs Big and Nas they was always on repeat Now Lil Nas X suckin' dick on the TV And kids watchin' that shit, freely And you think this that 8 Mile beat This that Mobb Deep black jungle Concrete beef handled, on street Freestyle came from your dome piece And I was out there chasin' dreams with my homies PTSD from shackled feet The whole hood buzzin' like I'm givin' out crack for free White boys buy my shit 'cause I actually Got roots in this bitch like a massive tree Everything you drop miss like Shaq from three And you just bark a lot but wouldn't smack a flea People say it's chess not checkers, they can't play chess I'll teach how to win, move more, say less I've been a rapper, always be a rapper, you can never battle me 'Cause you get smacked for tryin' to be a fuckin' rapper I started from the bottom like the number in a fraction And you just steady talkin', I don't never see no action You ain't cut the same, I could tell by your outfit And you don't pose a threat, I stepped in bigger mouse shit Peter Piper picked the wrong peckerwood To play with impeccable wordplay Put respect on my name, bitch Get ran through like a train, bitch I could leave today, but you'll always be the same bitch Let it rain, I ain't talkin' 'bout the umbrellas Get ready for the rain, bitch I'm talkin' 'bout forever For better, for worse I level this verse Go get in a hearse a kill yourself, self, self, self For better, for worse I level this verse Go get in a hearse and kill yourself, self, self, self This ain't a diss track, I ain't even tryin' You rather see me and Ryan kill each other like a pack of lions 'Cause y'all are just a circus, bunch of serpents You rather see me lyin', me lyin' That's a triple, go back and listen And I ain't goin' back to prison I woke up this mornin', prayed to God and kissed my daughter Another day I lived in, I'm fuckin' livid Some motherfuckers will never understand rap Even if I hand it to you, wrote it down and ran it to you What you gonna do if I actually ran into you? Same dude talkin' shit, get smacked and then sue you Don't make me paint the town red like soo woo I don't stretch the truth for views like you do A couple bitch ass reactors I like to see a list of your top ten rappers If I'm on that shit (Ha-ha), I'm laughin' There's one white dude and the rest are black men Y'all invented rap but we all been wreckin' shit Got a couple spots in that list like a freckled bitch Chef's kiss, I never thought I lived to see the day Chris Rock got smacked by Fresh Prince I can only hate one man, yessir And I leave him leakin' on the street, freshman, redshirt And it ain't Ryan Edward Mothefuckers run their mouth so much it makes my head hurt Fuckin' pussies