I freak with the skill to kill you know I'm on a mission
Putting whack MCs on the burner in the kitchen
Yo, I'm going wild letting loose when I'm busting
Popping off the top at all these rappers that be... bluffing
Yeah I can't wait to hit'em
Sneaking up behind without a sign is how I get'em
Forbidden, you have been from spitting on the rhythm
I thought you learned your lesson but it's clear you do not listen
Cause it is, paramount that I dismount your mental
I'm pulling the plug ain't no love from the get-go
These rappers, they better know it
I'm bringing the heat so they best to get the lotion
And protective gear, you step in fear, god damn
The more you talk the less I hear
But that's the story of my life
Filled with a bunch of fucking rappers that be boring on the mic
Back for round 2, it's not about you
It's all about you and you're clown around crew
You say you get the props, but I think not
The best advice I could give is pl pl please stop
On the mic you want to get respect
Then do us all a favor man and give it a rest
Put the mic down, right now, shut up, pipe down
Go away, get off the court and take a time out
Your shows are not an event
When it's only your family and a posse of friends
And they don't want to be there but they want to be nice
So they let you ruin their day and take up their time
Yeah that's how I feel
About these rappers air quotes keeping real
That's how it's going
A day in the nightmare of Buck Bowen