Yeah, it's Connor, Chris Coates, Alchemist, Marv Funk, let's do it.

Y 'all niggas thought this Blue City Club shit was a joke.

I'm killin' every line, I am a criminal, I'm ready for war, tell your general suck my genitals,

don't come in that water, they gettin' caught in my tentacles, Connor be fuckin' them up,

tell me somethin' I didn't know, niggas say they sick while you listenin' to the antidote,

spittin' that crack each syllable like a gram of dope, mine's so sharp, lines slice him up like a cantaloupe,

Hannibal, when handlin' rappers, I am a cannibal, mandible, all these niggas do this for mankind,

punchlines, fuckin' them up, it's like they hands tied, cell phones trackin' me down, I'm on the landline,

talkin' to your people, stickin' across the tan line, bombin' on these niggas, tippy -toe across the landmine,

these boys so lost, can't even see Peter Pan, flyin' right in hot shit competition, keepin' my hand fryin' me,

verse y 'all like a Tiger Woods verse a damn lion, fuck what you heard, yo, we stay plentiful,

good shit, ounces at least 800, when it comes to this game, it's a trap, we run it, rap shit, we run it, yeah, bitch, we run it,

as far as skills go, you ain't got enough to manage, status far past hungry, I'm fuckin' famished,

I'll bring the fire to this beat and leave a ton of ashes, the way I'm killin' these fools, it's like they jumpin' caskets,

old school, I took a bunch of classes, spittin' doctric shit, you where the undergrad is, rapid fire flow,

soundin' like a hundred ratchets, I got whips like a hundred lashes, you ain't got one that matches,

motherfucker, I got rhymes and connects, my supply comes direct, I built ties off respect,

smokin' these bitches like my cigarette, cockin' chrome -backed, I hope that slug flies through your neck,

parties at the ho's crib, never at the stash house, runnin' through pussies, smokin' kush till we pass out,

reppin' where I'm from when I spit from where I'm at, Flinttown, Rock City, this the mitten on the track,

f*ck what you heard, yo, we stay plunnin', good shit, an ounce is at least 800, when it comes to this game,

it's a track, we run it, rap shit, we run it, yeah, bitch, we run it,

the fat gangster on the block, I'm Dick Warren with that ice cream, you a deer in the middle of my high beams,

I'm the captain of my team, I tell a cop, go fuck yourself, like me, myself, and Irene,

I'm the coldest in the streets, I'm Ogre or Beast, just do what I told you, Kabish, or hit a Maddox clap,

you need your cabbage patch, daredevil, I am hip -hop's cactus jack, barbed wire, Mars fire,

think differently here, pat -pat, and car tires, I murder the booth, I am God to an atheist who has never heard of the truth,

this crack put him in the ER, serving him juice, take communion to get your neck hurt in this noose,

bye when you see a nigga, and just accept you can't be a nigga, I'm from the D, my nigga, kill him,

f*ck what you heard, yo, we stay plunnin', good shit, an ounce is at least 800, when it comes to this game,

it's a track, we run it, rap shit, we run it, yeah, bitch, we run it.