Whoa, whoa, whoa
Right now we taking it to Boston
Taking it from my man slain
To my man Bad News to my man Jayceyne
This is the end
Too many kings, not enough crowns
The circus left town
If I got the clowns, colorful suits
Wabuzos, boots, jumping through hoobs
Juggling fruit, these rappers is cooch
ern, mass mule douche
Cliteris lips, she gimmick is chips
Dressing like Prince, no respect
Metro sex, throwing up sex
That makes me vex
Middle sex, like the county
On your head, a bounty, claiming you pump keys
Make Gs, begging leads to perform
At the Middle East, retards and leotards
Chee'em broads, what's next?
Nose drops and lightbulb, like Michael
That's a lightbulb, I've been a maestro since Tycho
Unlike you typos, blood type is typo
Moomin' the truth, you ballin' and get loose
Platinum noose, but your mobile is booze
On the caboose, with a beat of goose
Sippin' the deuce, you're a fluke
A scam, rub the lamp, she's Sam
Thanks to Ryan, Seth, Sam, Green Eggs and him
Dr. Seuss, I can shoot a gad and cook cracks
Spinnin' on my back with a fish tank
On my hat, swingin' a bat while layin' a match
And these are the dudes that put the bean on the map
Never bustin' a strap, be cool
With your cheap jewels, tin, carrot chain
Use the music in vain, stay in your lane
I drop shit like I ain't been party trained
Lyrics of pain, simple and plain
Mention my name, they'll be chalkin' your frame
Boston rappers slain, identity theft
Comic book crooks, with nursery hooks
While performing, you're shook
I guess thug is a good look
When you put it in your rhymes
Because it's with your lines
My dog's empty nines, you cowards
Wrapping my city, but you ain't from my hood
You live in the woods, same school
Different class, meaning you dudes is ass
Meaning you jewels is glass
Meaning you jewels is facts
This is a few and a half minutes
A sermon's from the master
Minutes and mass ministers
Masterful mass, I could craft it from sinister minds
Genesis is the beginning of time
There's always been snakes, thieves, liars, envious ones
I'd rather outsmart them, blah, blah, blah
I pretend to be dumb, I got a semi-automatic gun
Six-figure hustle game, only gettin' bigger now
Who wanna come and muscle slain?
New York is a ride in Apple
This is a bloody peen
We move under radar, there ain't nobody seen
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Fuck it, stand still
I'm still spilling blood on your shirt
I'm still ill and a real villain
Chills on my spine, I'm still gettin' thrills
Pillin' bills, stuck to each other
Puffin' nickels, fuckin' knives in the gloveie
It's no one, no, I five hoes
Habie and the hoes love me, I'm the prettiest
Ugliest motherfucker with his nose bloody
Let's say I'm pretty ugly, the whole city love me
This is vicious dope, sickness death
Wish is no witness, this is show business
I've been a hell of a tool
You ain't never met niggas, more pussy
I smell you full metal jacket to the straight jacket
Holmes put me in Bellevue, first stop at the LQ
I can ghost right for ya, I don't think that'll help you
Uh-uh, at one time niggas almost felt you
I'm a G, you a flea, I'm so sorry, dawg
We gotta melt you, play the cards that was dealt you
This casino war, you the cancer in the game
That's what the chemo's for
Y'all mischinked up, I see those flaws
Prostituting on the internet, I see those hoes
Willie D said, you gotta let a hoe be a hoe
So silly me if I'm tryin' to stop a hoe from being a hoe
You know, J-Sons Raw, what you expect?
I love drugs, love money and sex, that's DMS, okay?
I'm a KO, you got a problem with us then lay low
Or your necks can't go, we'll be a halo
You can't rap, you a rap with a think flow
And I'm the torpedo me, your whole boat sink slow
I never write nothin', I let the ink flow
And you a cheap copy of me, we made it Kinkos
Nicer than us, I don't really think so
Throwin' everything at G, but in the kitchen sink homes
And before we get outta here
