[Verse 1: Rocky] Feeling like a or a missionary Tell my A$AP get they pistols ready 'em to the cemetary with obituaries Don't be scared, nigga, is you I've been 'bout all the O's in my bank account X the O's in my bed is 'round the amount Ever since this new star came about Or ever since me and started hangin' out boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang Transition to a Lamborghini a Mustang Drugs slang in the drug game the hustling (I know one thing) is better than that 1 train Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Dee, selling D in your local courtyard Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go Down to my inlaws, outlaws with no laws [Verse 2: Kendrick We outlawed I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a I roll past and I blaze like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all When the beef cooked, I ate like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I cold My K hot, 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone That clip, straight from the rip I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on shit If I'm not the hottest then must've froze over You thought it was safe forgot what the code was I traits of a traumatized soldier Don't look in my face, I might snap, I choke ya Spine right out of place, give me dap you 'posed ta at your posters, dark nights like this I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I might my wrist Or pretend like a vulture and off this cliff [Verse 3: Bada$$] Barely conscious, talking to my conscience Gettin' deeper in flows like conches I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I prisons Don't sell seen the spectrum through the prisms Somehow bypassed the bias and the The violence and the killin', so seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance Unfortunately I am not type of niglet But the pot let me skillet Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock Jigga And I'm thinkin' signin' to the Roc But my niggas on the still assigned to the rocks And I it hurt me soul I try to prevail, but when I preach it only hurt their Like you're only end up either dead or in jail But you my nigga, you the best for real [Verse 4: When you mention my name amongst white rappers Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper, it Painter, skater, musician, trailer park ditch diggin' Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein', you be in Trouble to body double or couple me to these Cause comparatively speakin', my is beyond the bubble That put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's I huddle with Nubians, new beginning You in at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold And so? GREAT. Do I give a flying If I'm applyin' love to my plus alignin' us? Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I give a Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow! Motherfuck life, pussy blood clot Ain't never been no rapper cold since 2Pac was froze And thawed out for spot at a Coachella show, Yelawolf 5: Danny Brown] Weed a different like a hoodrat bra and panties And my be overhead like pots and pans in pantries Antsy cause I'm high like Jackson penny loafers Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, shades on Bitch pussy like a penguin Wouldn't hit that with my worst enemy's penis when I say this I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest" Dick so big, from Earth to Venus That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock" is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit Hoes on God shit, stop it! You not this! Novice, regardless, and awkward tears of vodka prima donna at the concert Adonis smokin' 'bout to vomit gin and tonic Just bein honest, tell me, isn't that 6: Action Bronson] Swiftly, I shift the 860 A heavy smoker so you I brought the Blake with me The reflection off the lake hit me You stayed with me Now Asian bitches lay with me The face is silky like a My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a horse Red roses drop on very often Confetti torture, drinking Henny I'm Kenny Lofton I fixed the between Georgia Southern and Grambling You see us scrambling, selling Sarandon The of smoke like the phantom this shit tastes like fantastic You see me comin' through in each so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake Cuffed to my wrist I've got the The slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham 7: Big K.R.I.T.] Big KRIT, like my last breath: casket rap, six deep Eyes closed, the is back, out come the 'Lac with flats After that, I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?" Why you ask for crack and all you had was All I had was rap, when all had was wack All I was love, all they had was dap them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm a bitch Walk the or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships Chokin' out with the anchors that they anchor with Resuscitations cost the label, I'm if you want a hit Clear, your career, bitch, I was born here Been a killer, '86er, nigga, my born year Get the fuck from 'round here, just my country ways Suckin' on momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up my bass I put that on my sub, how could you doubt me? Most rappers hoping the end so they won't have to drop another album B.B. saw the king in me, so why can't you? In to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too Muddy water flow, Dixie past your Louis flag, popping benji tags on your wifey's ass That's out of line, but in living I'm more like Miya on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist