Straight and narrow

Sharper than an arrow

Darker than the harper, dark, talk more proper

Than a smart pauper …papa’s got a popper

Hotter than your stars, singing, ringing the alarm

They’re more blind than Weiss(Wise)man- I see it, I’m enlightened

Ready for the fightin’ but avoidin’ the strikin’

Throwing more shade than trees on sunny days

Fuckin’ up the flow, bumbaclot! I’m amazed

At how quick you are to draw the stick, it’s sickening

You wanna start a fight? At least start with kickin’

If you’re feeling brave, pepper spray is more like it

Burnin’ through your sockets all day, like lightnin’

A’ight then, I hope you’re ready for the flurry

I’ll only move at ten mph, don’t worry

No need to scurry, what’s with all the hurry?

I was almost positive y’all saw me as scrawny

Like a cooked skeleton over the fire for too long

According to you, a skinny kid can’t get strong

Well, look at me now, no skinnier than Cloud

I got you screamin’ loud from the right hook– BLOW!

How the fuck you get beaten by a knuckleheaded chucklefuck who hasn’t the luck from leprechauns?

You try to get up again, ****, it’s on

And even if my body ain’t, my mind is still strong

And if that fails, my will’s strong as an ox

My vocab in front of my dad is like a jock

And even with my mom, I sound like a retard

But on the mic, all night, soundin’ like FDR

And yet here we are going back and forth

Like we're RDC or a rapper from Tennessee

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a shame

That your vision is worse than mine, ****, it's me

I beat down on these clowns

And bring that back for a rebound

Keep it down, see me now

Peep now- me? I’m out

Shoutin’ causin’ all the ruckus

Ain’t nobody fuck with us, hard as Rhomulus

Kickin’ Remus, and treat him like we Invisibitch

Now you see him, now we hit him with some Cena shit

Like he’s seen some shit, in some Genjutsu

Call on Kazama, pull up with his Zaibatsu

We’re watching you like some cameras

Tamper with us, and you won’t live to see the next month

Don’t disrespect a son of the sun

I am not the one to be fucked with, no discussion

You can’t rush perfection, so quit your bitchin’

Or face your destruction for the sake of the mission

(Hey, Listen!) Keep it pushin’

(Hey, Listen!) We’ve been lookin’

For excuses… to fuck shit up

We’re tired, so we gon’ run it up every month

Call me Kunta Kinte: I’m crashing out today

But I don’t mess with brits, they still hate natives today

And gimme that AK without cease or delay

And relay the message that I’m comin’ for DJT

What's that you're hearing in your ear is the word of the Lord

Grim Reaper of rap, yes of course

Who doesn't care for money or for fame

Or barely even the love of the game

Mainly because I'm bored

But also cause I've too much to say

About you fools living rent-free in my brain

It's all the same when you have a worldview like mine

Born, love, live, cry, die

I try to keep it all together without getting fried

Cause I'm already having trouble believing my eyes

Inspecting carefully, see if it’s a disguise

They're getting too wise, must take to the skies

These weak-ass heathens are all full of lies

As I rise and shine, like Cole in

09/27/2011, I'm done with y'all fuckin’ ‘round with this one

Put me on the stage, son, I'm all the rage, son

Having been on the mic since 2022 or som’

No more games, son, I'm not playing safe, Hun

Cause y'all know nobody does it like me

I’m not backtrackin’, cause you maggots are lackin’

In fast perception, it’s 'quired to hear my rappin’

The fire isn’t leaving from the bush

Cause you know damned well nobody does it like me

At least not for free, so you’d better give me that check

And I’m not sayin’ please just for your respect

I’m not the same dirty doormat you met four years ago

I’m not your bro, puto, I advise you see this:

Ten Toes, Ten Hands, Steady Stance

Enough dignity to shame JD Vance

Come through, let's dance… I'm the type of man

Who doesn't start shit but I finish shit, listening?

Mind twisted, wrists slit, and still

Nobody does it like me