Lyrics
(chorus)
now why these motha fuckaz wanna speak my name? huh,
I pack artillery to put you all to shame, uh,
I am a lyricist, ya'll are not the same, nah,
you just some bitches talken shit n its so lame bruh, x2
(verse 1)
I woke up the other evening to find out that i've been dissed,
and i'll happily reply so try you best i must insist,
I haven't had a battle where my opponents are any good,
just a bunch of these fake bitches acting like hollywood,
this aint the 90's rap scene I highly doubt you pack a strap,
cuz what you lack in metal weaponry u also lack in rap,
thats any substance or skill, u got no subjects for real,
so buddy, trust that I'm ILL cuz i'm bout to BUST SHIT FOR REAL!,
i'm a sick lyrical mastermind coming through with this stash of mine,
its time to bring out a faster line to hit u all n then bash yah rhyme,
so please think for a second before you open your mouth,
and say my name again with all that bullshit coming out,
yo, so why you wanna diss just to get some more exposure?
talk all the shit you want and I still wont lose my composure,
i'm calm and collected, I like to BOMB unexpected,
when these fuckaz talk shit, its when they song is effected,
(chorus)
now why these motha fuckaz wanna speak my name? huh,
I pack artillery to put you all to shame, uh,
I am a lyricist, ya'll are not the same, nah,
you just some bitches talken shit n its so lame bruh, x2
(verse 2)
Ayo SPITCRAP, you bout to get bitch slapped,
yah shits wack, and this battle is miss-matched,
you just rifraf bitch your raps are handicapped,
and fucken with a villain on tracks that can't be jacked,
cuz i'm that murderous musician spitten this shit till you listen,
clap that burner is the mission hitten this bitch till he's missing,
so, what in the fuck are these bitches trying to take over!?,
they can't even fucken rhyme and just a bunch of fake soldiers!
I been rapping for ten, about fucken mastered the pen,
and this bitch talken shit has got me, laughen again!(ha ha!)
so just mention my name and thats all you have to do,
i'll dismantle your track and then saw your ass in two,
now why the fuck these motha fuckaz wanna speak my name? huh,
I pack artillery to put you all to shame, uh,
I am a lyricist, ya'll are not the same, nah,
you just some bitches talken shit n its so lame bruh,
(chorus)
now why these motha fuckaz wanna speak my name? huh,
I pack artillery to put you all to shame, uh,
I am a lyricist, ya'll are not the same, nah,
you just some bitches talken shit n its so lame bruh, x4
