Brr, The Butcher comin', nigga My nigga 38 Spesh STABBED & SHOT 2 Let's go Powder, I endorsed it, I had to monetize my market The only trapper to put an ATM outside of my apartment Hustlers ride around in Porsches, yes men crowd around in Bosses We got plugs from flyin' down to Florida, ridin' 'round explorin', uh Buyin' brown in Chinatown, tyin' down the corner Every king will be crowned, it ain't no hidin' out from karma, uh Clip go out the window, we throw that iron out the Honda Neighbors hear that thing growlin' like a lion out Rwanda, uh The landlord wouldn't hand us the key So I moved my plans up to speed, now I'm standin' in Alexander McQueen I was out gamblin' chancin' my dreams Root of the family tree, so I can never sleep on a hammock in peace They was just comparin' y'all legends to me yesterday Especially him standin' next to me, he's featherweight Bumped heads, he wasn't expectin' to meet Leatherface Background check, came back with a clean resume The Butcher, nigga (ah) Yeah, what these rappers don't do is resonate (nah) Let's set it straight, I ran more rackets than any tennis great Won't hesitate (never) gettin' fed a bed of grapes on like ten estates Don't let us wait (yeah) a roast array of veggies with bread and steak Don't set a plate (why?) for that nigga there (ah) 'cause he wasn't bred an ape Let's celebrate (yes) my man's home from sellin' weight, got eleven crates (woo) I told him Look (look) why don't you meditate on a better rate? (Come on) He said: Nah (what?) but he ain't know hell awaits next to Heaven's gates (ah) Then he states: I'll see you in Hell, I told them to set the date (I'll be there) 'Cause I've seen eight sections of hell while livin' in section eight (damn) As a youth, was labelled a bad boy, but still blessed with faith (yes) Check the tapes, you'll see me hoppin' fences when they investigate (come on) Yeah, I ain't never been nothin' less than great (never) A little bit of 'Pac, Jay, Nas, Pun, DMX and 'Face (uh-huh) Nah, you ain't never seen these impressive traits (never) Less debating, pin your location and I'll address your hate Ayo, standin' over the stove, I'll show you how to cook a ki A quarter brick over each eye, my nigga, look at me Fuck turnin' one into two, I'ma push for three And if I got to bring it to you, I need a bookin' fee Look at these rap niggas actin' like hoes I pick them other load up, then tackle my goals I probably made more sales than Apple with phones All I did was break bricks and drop 'em like I'm accident prone That's fair put, I'm a rare crook And if you dare look like somethin' wrong, you get your air took Niggas get found dead, barefoot For a profit, I'll put everybody in boxes like a yearbook Huh, your heart's where it fair put Stop actin' like a thug when you soft and a weird puss My dress code got 'em scared, shook All kind of furs, midnight, tonight I might wear a wolf Trust