[Intro] Oh my fucking god Oh my fucking god DANIEL Turn the fucking nigger music off TURN IT OFF
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton] Yeah, I'm a Apex predator, I murder my competitor I stick a Wu-Tang sword inside of ya retina Preleaded guzzle regular unleaded gas drank a match Spit fire, motherfucka burn in hell with us Inhaling dust, I rip off an elephant's tusk Irrelevant fucks, you want a war against us We just tore this bitch up Get the coroner I slaughter you Yo my dick don’t discriminate, I pork a big slut We've created a monster, the son of Lucifer Come remember when you put the Ruger to thermonuclear Get that new career, take your fucking head as a souvenir Wake up in the morning, what the fuck am I doing here? I'm the shit in the booth, take a poop in here Aluminum bat, now I got to fuck his lumineers Fuck brakes we don't stop keep moving here Fuck swag, yeah bitch my whole crew is weird Yeah, you couldn't fathom my pain I hated being me, I was mad at my brain All the hurt that I felt, made me sad and insane Look back like God I was glad I felt strange Fuck trying to change for you faggot ass lames Or you fucks who wouldn't let me get a stab at this game Now it's FV bitch and I'm back for revenge Bout to make you motherfuckers feel the wrath of my pain
[Hook] I can't eat, I can't sleep Why should I give a fuck about what you believe If I don't eat, then I don't breathe They gon let me in this bitch God damn I'm about to (3x)Go off Until they let me in this bitch (3x)Go off And they gon let me in this bitch
[Verse 2: SwizZz] Yo bitch in a dress, I'm about to make a mess Cut throat, throw up, I fucking snap like a neck I pull your card out, and stick it back in the deck Bought a ticket to your show to throw trash at your set Get back, with a left if you step like a frat dude Tell me why your older sister has a tattoo Of a zodiac stamped on her lower back Perhaps she swallows cum and sucks cock like a vacuum Right? Right, I hit it on the mark Cuban, I’m going off like a broken car alarm Fat booty Cheddar Provolone, Parmesan Till we after that cheese no pizza Papa-John Like Hakeem Olajuwon we gon rap it up a the ladder Till we post it like a status bringing hell to all you faggots And pussy nigga’s think I’m braggin enjoy the fuckin baddest Compete in the pageant and went to Cali and start acting Made a mistake and had to find myself Remind myself, fame ain't wealth Pain don't last, learn to adapt and it's hard to fail I can give a fuck bout no one else Loyal to the fam and the team we built Still I rise, what up Pac If I fall, be a very long drop, yep
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[Verse 3: Hopsin] Hey Mr. Benton I came here to rip shit Got the whole neighborhood waitin to get this Niggas better run, it ain't safe in the trenches It's going down like I'm paying Satan a visit Wack ass swag niggas, they get suspended Don't play with the wicked, my hate is intended I’m in the bathroom, gettin brain from a midget She got a fat booty but her face is horrendous Yeah, you out but we the realest who done it If you want us on a track, then we killin you up on it Like we took a fucking javelin and ran it threw your stomach This is Swizzle, Benton and Hop, we figured you would want it Dizzy in the clouds, too high to rap now FV turn it up I like the track loud You gettin out of line, we provide the smack-down I’m so motherfuckin hyped I could pass out, WOAH I remember when I was the nigga chillin in the background Considered a wack clown, gettin turned down for deals Livin up in my mom's crib with a sad frown There was days were I wanted to give up and just crumble But I didn't do it, I just stuck to my hustle I learned if you want to turn heads into wealth Then you can't give a