Get up I'm ready to beat these suckas down With a flow they never heard of What? With words I murda like a blade I step right on the mound and get assertive It might hurt ya The worst is yet to come we make 'em wait Shut ya mouths Listen closer to the poundin Behold the evil mallet The crowns of the underground Been the phattest So choose ya battles The pressure would make you drown Here's a mеssage for ya boss Tell 'em hydras back in town Yеah what's haddenin I chase the rabbit infatuation provides me with habits I can't contain like when I rhyme I'ma take ya for a ride I found my purpose through rappin I tend to speak on truth And there ain't nothin to hide And that's a fact ya lil busta I see you try to slander my name Without a lick of somethin proovin all that shit you been sayin I know a snake when I see one don't test the mane Ya soul is my breakfast And they done let me off the chain I can't get enough I got some anna for ya fake ass rappers That claim ya rattled the game I always knew you was cappin And fuck that record label baggin all ya change You done played yourself All to get a little taste of the wealth hahaaaa Me? I'm steadily creepin like a poacher I wonder if it's God or just the devil on my shoulder Wreakin havoc With the bats off in my brain Know the feelin from the magic I got flowing in my veins Look at you bigots you wish you went another way The constant residuals keep you well below my range I'm back on my fix and this ain't no fib I do my thing This here is just a smidgen And I'm bound to turn the tables Get up I'm ready to beat these suckas down With a flow they never heard of What? With words I murda like a blade I step right on the mound and get assertive It might hurt ya The worst is yet to come we make 'em wait Shut ya mouth Listen closer to the poundin Behold the evil mallet The crowns of the underground Bring the static So choose ya battles The pressure would make you drown Here's a message for ya boss Tell 'em hydras back in town Yeah what's haddenin Mad flavors for days Off in the 615 You know we smokin on that death Lil homie take a break and realize that this year ain't the vibe And that nothing you do will ever seem to help Mothafuckas think they run whole world with that rudeness Talkin out they neck But all I hear is tons of bullshit Screamin from ya bed I see you're nothin but a nuisance Gon and kiss my ass And save the stuntin for the new kids Covid 19 Has a plan to fuck with yo mind I believe it in certain cases if I scrape through the lies But the masks I kinda like em Cause it's hidin your breath 90 percent of y'all be stankin half the time from the meth And call me crazy if you want But I ain't losin no rest I'm too busy reciting riddles with a blunt to the head I deal with problems Just like y'all but there's just one little difference I ain't no bitch Yeah Ya feel it?