Yeah You rappers think ya albums of the year i got some tea to spill
My album wifed the game you just don't know cuz i don't kiss and tell
DSBM2 done my made my enemies regroup
With themselves lyrics hotter than them souls burnin in hell
But i was sent from the same heaven Lucifer had dwelled
This game aint nothin but a mess hall ring the dinner bell
You gon hear the winners yell from a thousand miles away
Almost drown when i drip its like i birthed another tidal wave
I done laid these bars so much you would think im in a cage
But contrary to that nothing about me can be contained
Except the rage i bottle up and go bottoms up when they piss me off
They actin hard but soft when im jumpin on em like kris and kross
Slangin bars like ricky ross representing my city dawg
Even tho the air like rappers studios filled with smog
Ooh this beat a work of art emc done made it hard
Shoutout to Jermaine i aint gon stop until you put me on
But until that moment ill go tit for tat on rap
Instrumental that they give me rap till i got failing kidneys
Dawg I'm drunk on power but my liver never givin in see
I got all my bases covered now its time we hit the big leagues
Yeah Yeah this that emc 4eva flow
Dsbm2 is out go and get it yo
Aye coming off top for you aye