Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh

Let's go get this shit

I kick and flip and rip that bitch

I beat it up 'bout, and I don't need a master cover this

I ride for mine for life, come Boondock Saints your ass

To say a prayer for quarters on your eyes

To pay the reaper take you outta here

Ain't nothin' 'bout this life is fair

Got no remorse and I don't care

Ain't nothin' force this shit, comes naturally like the fuckin' beard

Like supernaturally I'm here

Another casualty is clear, 'cause I be pennin' lines with accuracy

And you should be aware

How I'm whippin' up this custard

This a travesty of justice

Got 'em mad at me and I ain't even barely scratch the surface

Just the product of Tupac and DMX and all my brothers

Who have killed the game before me

Now it's jambo motherfuckers (fuck this)

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh

Whoa! That bass kickin' like a bull

I've been dealin' with my demons

Believe me my hands is full

I've been prayin' not for peace, but rather be the God of war

Fuck that shit you sayin', I have conversations with the Lord, oh Lord!

Grab your armor and a sword

At your neck like spinal cord

Time to March like final four

April comes, I let it pour

May you pray I don't become the man before

And look around, ain't no welcome mats on the door

I really lived in a trailer

Don't think it's cool to just say it

You try to take your ass to school

In shitty clothes and explain it

I've been to prison, you plain if

I lived the life you just paintin'

I'm at your neck like I'm stranglin'

Now what the fuck was you sayin'

(fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this)

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh

Whoa! That white boy, he got that flow

Hellcat fast, got extra gold

Friends got tattoo faces, ain't from Mexico

Got that gas, Texaco

Might light a match and let it blow

And that thing blasts

All it's leavin' is a big ass exit hole, whoa!

Got that dog in me

Never have the law with me

Rather call my rowdy friends

Many men, all 50

Out here runnin' routs

Like fourth and all they catchin' felonies

I ain't sellin' dreams

Your favorite rapper lie on melodies

No for me, against the world

So get it while you livin'

Stay on ready for whatever's comin'

Nuclear technician

Fission products, when I spit

Initiate a chain reaction

So much energy released, I beast and slit your Adam's apple

Tackle all authorities, to seek to chain of scuffin' shackles

When they fuckin' do the same shit

Crooked coppers, sneaky bastards

Buckle up, I'm strappin' up and ready

Get 'em cousin Eddie

Freddy Krueger when you sleepin', Jason Statham when I slay 'em

Chainsaw Massacre, we bang into the barn and skin their faces

Exorcism for you demons

Put you bitches in your place

Judgment Day, you get no pity

Execute, annihilate

Paint the walls up like Picasso

Fuckin' dump you in your grave (fuck this)

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh

Fuck this bitch, I'm ready, huh

My hitters on ready, huh

All my guns on ready, huh

Lock and load, I'm ready, huh

Pullin' up on ready, huh

Hoppin' out, I'm ready, huh

Snatch your life, I'm ready

At your neck like cousin Eddie, huh