Welcome to hip hop, where beats get bodies and murdered and MC'S they might get Served up or maybe they'll Serve ya with nothing but heat on a platter
I'm only giving what really matters
A lot of these cats are brain scattered with no direction, they lost
Cought up in twist of the intersection, they cross
Blind to the beauty of spitting they own truth, from the O.Gs down to the youth
When you hit the Booth, burn it down
You know when them people love it when you turn it up
When start moving the crowd, watch em gather round
When enter the spot gone head blow it up don't stop till you get enough
Of them bright lights, smoking mic's and the stage hop out the cage in a fit of rage
Ripping of the book of the artist that wrote
Now quote it right, you ain't down to sacrifice, you ain't never paid the price
You ain't dedicate yo life to yo passion
Wit disciplinary action till you cash in, got me laughing
Claiming you wit, you ain't even, I'm really bout it
That's how I'm sprouted understand I was born with it
Aye, aye, aye, it's in my DNA
Ring the alarm, another sound of dying hey
Ring the alarm another sound of dying
Look I spit soul food cabbage and collard greens
Gravy on top of dressing rice and black beans
If you ain't mentally stimulating your waisting my TikTok
Worth way more than that glitter you bust down on you wrist watch
Whether Rollie or Patek it don't matter we don't watch
You blew the labels budget and still flopped
Whenever you drop we don't cop we can't relate
You clout chase then we know that your out of date
Exterminate em right away like it's rapido underlay evacuate em in minute
What a minute, the timid sprinted till finish get dimmer
The wolves finning for dinner till the gimmick diminish
Can hang with the God's if you just kings of the kicks and the fits no match
For the king of the spit dip in melanin drip
That I was born with
