Lovin' what you do, and doin' what you do With the pure enjoyment of knowin' that you're the best at what you do (Okay) Yo, couldn't nobody fuck with me then And couldn't nobody fuck with me now, yo Can't be serious, yo (What?) Can't nobody, nobody, no-fuckin'-body (What, what, what?) Fuck with me with this rap shit, yo (What, what?) Check it, I've been spittin' for twenty years People tryna peep the recipe through the peep hole I fit a perfect pencil in the same exact circle Get the point through the pupil of one of your eyeballs Lead poison to the brain, Midol Give you loop like voodoo, you my doll Kill you ninety-nine percent the time, I'm Lysol If a insect in my section, you sprayed off Too much fire, cigarette flicked in a hay barn Do away with the hay loft No one's sleepin' on me 'cause there's no bed to even go sleep on Deprived rappers, I bet I make their list long Auditionin' to play me, that's a game you gonna sit long Rewind to remind you this shit's a sitcom Script gone with the wind, industry can get gone If you linger in the scope, Golden Eye get tops off Grab my Apple, go to Notes, just to get you picked off Hell naw, love my enemy when they ticked off Keep 'em heated, flow nasty, I'm slicker than shit froth Verse'n me, a cursed opponent gonna be like "Shit, naw" Roadkill motherfucker, only my shit is this raw (Ayo, ayo) Ain't nothin' clickin', 'til I hit jaw So fly they swat me, front porch full of meemaw's (Ayo, ayo) Tell 'em yeehaw, these rappers fuckin' suck All cap and I bet they come in rockin' a hat straw (Ayo) Standin' ovation, right hook like hats off Don't press my buttons, I'm no one's last call Leaf me the fuck alone, every season it's Fall Every reason to shed the coattail that some ride on When I pass away my style gonna be back Put DNA out that used to be in my seed sack If we go toe to toe, a mate'll still get frostbit So cold my iPhone froze, so Edward stayin' Snowden People always sayin' "Man, we really like your old shit" That's like sayin' it's rainin' inside of my toilet bowl lid Don't be toyin' with my story son, you are no Sid Been buzzin' for light years, photosynthetically grown bitch Thug rap, that's me, like I said I got the lip shits Bomb dropper if you lingerin' around my business Roots runnin' deeper than a 1950 blues riff Let me get a raft, huckleberry on a soul kick I burn bridges when I want to rebellious Hellcat, hell fire, raisin' hell, I'm a hellion If you thinkin' that you fire, you gon' find out what hell is Ashes in a blunt 'cause my brain said "Go smoke him" Blowed out drop, let me slam the whole clip in Flow sweeter than tea, these hoe's be so Lipton Tongue tied, expired, like where the fuck his lip is Punchline, hit him in the mouth, he bit it off, lip dipped Church New album in about a week motherfuckers Hey, you just wait bro Everybody duck motherfucker