This is the pick up line I got to big up mine
I'm handling you frauds
These wounded ass niggas I rap circles around em
I'm bandages and gauze
Crooked trap round clowns this rap circus surrounds em
But I'm having a menage
F**king with the rap game and the trap game
I'm managing my odds
Man these rappers out here reaching your arms are too short
Take the boxing gloves off hand em to the gods
Slaughterhouse we the military in this bitch
F**k every tom dick and harry in this bitch yeah
F**k your apology I'm a be on astrology shit
March into war like Aries in this bitch yeah
You call it light work nigga this is my life's work
I turn around and beat up a beat like I'm writing Ike's verse
Toe tagging this mothaf**ka I don't think Joe Jackson
And buster Douglas could ever do a mic worse
I'm tryna murder the microphone
I'm tryna murder the microphone
If you are what you eat how come I'm not pussy
That was part uno this is part two though
This the difference between y'all niggas and real rap
The competition fell back niggas ask how much did I use to drink
I tell em off the top of my head about a gallon
Kinda like pharrell's hat but all jokes aside like I ordered fries
I'm liable to store somebody's corpse in the closet I'm organized
Before police was interrogating I was living the story of my life
And Morgan freeman was narrating
Say it again I'm 5'9 not an inch taller fore all of the jewelry
I've been baller
Before niggas was hypebeasts my niggas was bike thiefs
You let it out your sight and they take it to sight see
Same shit another nigga gotta die today
My bitch gone why we ain't ever going out on dates
Why we ain't Vacayin out of state
Whining all the time all she do was holler we ain't like a pagan holiday
Rappers will be acting ill knowing they daffodils
I take the word lyrical and flip it backwards
And that says Laciryl and that's exactly how I feel
Shout out to guru I got the mass appeal
I'm tryna murder the microphone
I'm tryna murder the microphone
I'll give up drinking when she give her emotions up
That was part uno this is part two though
Oh you don't don't let me learn yah
I body the beat and watch it skip call it m murda
The nerve of anyone who ain't heard of
The gang that don't tweet simultaneous for the sake of the servers
House gang what up
Other groups basic mergers
We extort em from a distance taking it further
Drama could be all yours why you want a war for
You can't go at uno mothaf**ka that's a draw 4
We started out as just a feature on a Joe joint
F**k around now you on the bleachers soon as Joe point
Brothers for real I can honestly say
If you come at me they'll be 3 dots on you while I'm still typing
Meet fire street fighters when these pens writing
Shady you go through us to get to em bison
Come on quick you wildin again
Nah Joe these niggas stupid boy we do this shit
I'm tryna murder the microphone
I'm tryna murder the microphone
Too many frogs go ribbet but never leave lilies
That was part uno this is part two though
These niggas might play cray try slay me
Off my mic vacay call it right it's mayday
Right footed melee strapped a light AK
Every bar get in the face like ice JJ
Do it for em my squad do it for bundles
Could've been copped the phantom bought the Benz being humble
Still the nickel plate is known to get em situated
It's return fire even when joey initiate it
How I feel about these rap niggas f**k em all
Drake rhyme about these bitches I just f**k em all
A hundred guns jeans big enough to tuck em all
Banana clips fully automatic you can't duck em all
Cause when it's gats involved bodies'll fall
From the sky could really be raining cats and dogs
It's joey nicer than any rapper you rocking to
Call a spade a spade nigga try to follow suit
I'm tryna murder the microphone
Bring it back to life I murder that microphone
Too many big dogs not enough barking yet
That was part uno this is part two though
