What you gonna call it when a guy you know
Starts writing rhymes that can top your flow?
Bullied 'til the day he knew he had bars
He's 18 now but got much to show
I'm a king, all you are is yeast
I'm a dragon and I'll eat you for a feast
After this cigar, I'll make you see stars
I'm a boss, I'm Rick Ross, I'm a beast
Ain't nobody felt it harder than me
They put down the price I had to pay the fee
At night I'd cry
Here's my slice of life
They squashed me like a bug
Catch that tea
But here I am, I'm standing at the top
I'm driving to the bando full speed no stops
Started from the bottom right below the caskets
I dunk on haters like I'm dunking baskets
I ain't Nicki
I'm like Obama
I'm the bitch who wrote Cherry Bomba
I'm a rhyming emperor
Who's fighting for more
I've got you wound up in my lyrical war
I am The Who when you call, "Who's there?"
You only challenge me on a triple dog dare
My eyes are gold
My single's sold
You're italics and I'm in bold
First thing's first
Your brain's served up
Wanna fight me?
Just try your luck.
I shuffled my deck and for you I drew The Fool
Hope I'm not too nasty
Too cruel for you
I don't care about the cash all I know is I'm the best
I don't care about the cash all I know is I'm the best
Do I have to spell it out? I'm a B-O-double-S
Red hair, gold stare, needed like air
Tribal play's fair, welcome to his lair
Al-Capone mobster, gun in my holster
I'm the biggest, biggest MONSTER!