[00:12.865]Know that I'm runnin' the game(Yeah)
[00:14.459]Purple is all in my veins(Yeah)
[00:16.000]Coppin' a couple of chains(Woah)
[00:17.620]Throw it, I'm makin' it rain
[00:19.135]Yo,how come everybody in the game wanna rap like you
[00:20.676]
[00:21.198]With the played out flow
[00:21.982]I've been in the back ,killin' every damn track
[00:23.628]And your rhymes all wack, how the **** y'all blow
[00:25.300]Well, this shit is all I know(Uh)
[00:26.893]Rappin' 'bout b*****s and clothes(Yeah)
[00:28.434]Gettin' unlimited hoes(Woah)
[00:30.080]All of my diamonds are froze
[00:31.569]Nah, you rap with venom and then you pack the rhythm
[00:33.110]
[00:33.580]And every track will hit 'em and you blow
[00:34.468]But you wack, a little bit,don't stack the syllables
[00:36.166]You have to hit 'em with new flows
[00:37.838]Like nah, homie I'm in it for cash
[00:39.588]Just wanna get me a bag(Yeah, yeah)
[00:41.626]Tell 'em I'm whippin' the Jag
[00:43.089]And I be poppin' them tags
[00:44.447]Like naw, everybody rap like that
[00:46.041]Everybody wanna make a track like that
[00:47.477]Everybody else in the game sound the goddamn same
[00:49.358]And you won't kill a rap like that
[00:50.664]Like where the word play and the metaphors at?
[00:52.049]What y'all make, I could never call rap
[00:54.008]Big L,Big Pun, I'ma get 'em all back
[00:55.393]And you mumblin' ************* had better fall back
[00:57.247]Nah homie it's not gonna change
[00:58.841]Clearly we runnin' the game
[01:00.121]Talkin' 'bout women and chains
[01:01.270]Droppin' that shit that be numbin' your brain
[01:03.020]It's ******' insane and they love it
[01:04.614]We ain't gotta rap or nothin'
[01:06.390]Long as 808's are bumpin'
[01:08.036]It's end of ******' discussion
[01:09.812]Yeah, maybe right now but it 's not gonna last
[01:10.935]Y'all better make room for the prophets of rap
[01:13.104]When they hear real shit no copyin' that
[01:14.775]And they all gon' see yo'rhymin' is wack
[01:16.369]Y'all snakes, I'm choppin' the grass
[01:17.780]Gonna hit 'em with a bang, no stoppin' the crash
[01:19.216]I don't wanna make bets, I'm droppin' the cash
[01:20.914]I'm not gonna let Y'all kill hip-hop in its tracks
[01:22.821]But we ain't even kill it, it's evolved
[01:25.303]**** the ones who came before us
[01:27.366]I'm show 'em how to ball
[01:29.143]It's not evolution,Y'all better cool it
[01:30.318]**** mumble rap, we need a better movement
[01:32.095]More real shit and way less pollution
[01:33.871]Stop makin' music, that's the best solution
[01:35.595]Y'all think you ****,but that's just illusion
[01:37.293]Say you will, but I don't ever prove it
[01:38.886]I'm the leader of the ******' revolution
[01:40.428]Go get prepared for Y'all execution
[01:42.021]Everybody wanna talk about the money and the women they be gettin' but wanna kill it when they rap
[01:44.738]
[01:45.234]Everybody wanna be the mack of the game but you rappin' the same and I put 'em on they back
[01:48.238]
[01:48.526]Everybody wanna be the best out, wanna find the best route, follow me, I put 'em on the map
[01:51.373]
[01:51.713]If you really want to be the best in the game, stop rappin' like everyone else on the track
[01:54.090]
[01:54.795]Homie that's all that they want
[01:56.258]Lovin' the money I flaunt (Yeah,yeah)
[01:58.060]Keepin' it short, don't gotta give it a thought
[02:00.124]Only the shit that I bought
[02:01.247]**** that, you gotta stay different
[02:02.841]Y' all think it's hot, but y''all straight trippin'
[02:04.330]I'm off the chain and my blade spinnin'
[02:06.054]Y'all in the club while my paint drippin'
[02:07.621]I'm a ******' artist, who's done with all this
[02:09.345]Straight wack shit , so I'm bustin' on this
[02:10.782]Y'all leaned out, but you suck regardless
[02:12.480]I'ma run up on 'em, feelin' ******' lawless
[02:14.021]Better tuck your chain and ******' run your wallets
[02:15.562]You are now lookin' at the youngest prophet
[02:17.077]Who be kiillin' rappers, got no other option
[02:18.645]Yeah they got green ,but I'm a ******' Goblin
[02:20.447]Tell 'em whatever your man felt
[02:21.884]Sensei with the rhymes, so give me the black belt
[02:23.634]Got flame and the vibes that are makin' the track melt
[02:25.228]Goin' all in, dog, whatever they hand out
[02:26.717]Like ho go tell a *****, I flow so venomous
[02:28.153]I boom boom, hit 'em with the stone-cold evidence
[02:29.851]I flow so relevant and show no benefit
[02:31.393]A low blow, bring 'em on the po-po, never been
[02:32.986]Mumble rappers shut your ******' mouth
[02:34.867]Fall back, don't make another sound
[02:36.486]Tellin' me to ******' dumb it down
[02:37.975]But I'ma buck 'em all, I got a hundred rounds
[02:39.569]Like blah
[02:41.084]**** it, I guess what I'm tryin' to say is that
[02:42.991]I miss the days when MC's would kill it and blaze a track
[02:46.361]When flows were different and everybody would state some facts
[02:49.495]And I ain't sayin' I'm the best, just tryin' to save rap

Know that I'm runnin' the game(Yeah)
Purple is all in my veins(Yeah)
Coppin' a couple of chains(Woah)
Throw it, I'm makin' it rain
Yo,how come everybody in the game wanna rap like you
With the played out flow
I've been in the back ,killin' every damn track
And your rhymes all wack, how the **** y'all blow
Well, this shit is all I know(Uh)
Rappin' 'bout b*****s and clothes(Yeah)
Gettin' unlimited hoes(Woah)
All of my diamonds are froze
Nah, you rap with venom and then you pack the rhythm
And every track will hit 'em and you blow
But you wack, a little bit,don't stack the syllables
You have to hit 'em with new flows
Like nah, homie I'm in it for cash
Just wanna get me a bag(Yeah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm whippin' the Jag
And I be poppin' them tags
Like naw, everybody rap like that
Everybody wanna make a track like that
Everybody else in the game sound the goddamn same
And you won't kill a rap like that
Like where the word play and the metaphors at?
What y'all make, I could never call rap
Big L,Big Pun, I'ma get 'em all back
And you mumblin' ************* had better fall back
Nah homie it's not gonna change
Clearly we runnin' the game
Talkin' 'bout women and chains
Droppin' that shit that be numbin' your brain
It's ******' insane and they love it
We ain't gotta rap or nothin'
Long as 808's are bumpin'
It's end of ******' discussion
Yeah, maybe right now but it 's not gonna last
Y'all better make room for the prophets of rap
When they hear real shit no copyin' that
And they all gon' see yo'rhymin' is wack
Y'all snakes, I'm choppin' the grass
Gonna hit 'em with a bang, no stoppin' the crash
I don't wanna make bets, I'm droppin' the cash
I'm not gonna let Y'all kill hip-hop in its tracks
But we ain't even kill it, it's evolved
**** the ones who came before us
I'm show 'em how to ball
It's not evolution,Y'all better cool it
**** mumble rap, we need a better movement
More real shit and way less pollution
Stop makin' music, that's the best solution
Y'all think you ****,but that's just illusion
Say you will, but I don't ever prove it
I'm the leader of the ******' revolution
Go get prepared for Y'all execution
Everybody wanna talk about the money and the women they be gettin' but wanna kill it when they rap
Everybody wanna be the mack of the game but you rappin' the same and I put 'em on they back
Everybody wanna be the best out, wanna find the best route, follow me, I put 'em on the map
If you really want to be the best in the game, stop rappin' like everyone else on the track
Homie that's all that they want
Lovin' the money I flaunt (Yeah,yeah)
Keepin' it short, don't gotta give it a thought
Only the shit that I bought
**** that, you gotta stay different
Y' all think it's hot, but y''all straight trippin'
I'm off the chain and my blade spinnin'
Y'all in the club while my paint drippin'
I'm a ******' artist, who's done with all this
Straight wack shit , so I'm bustin' on this
Y'all leaned out, but you suck regardless
I'ma run up on 'em, feelin' ******' lawless
Better tuck your chain and ******' run your wallets
You are now lookin' at the youngest prophet
Who be kiillin' rappers, got no other option
Yeah they got green ,but I'm a ******' Goblin
Tell 'em whatever your man felt
Sensei with the rhymes, so give me the black belt
Got flame and the vibes that are makin' the track melt
Goin' all in, dog, whatever they hand out
Like ho go tell a *****, I flow so venomous
I boom boom, hit 'em with the stone-cold evidence
I flow so relevant and show no benefit
A low blow, bring 'em on the po-po, never been
Mumble rappers shut your ******' mouth
Fall back, don't make another sound
Tellin' me to ******' dumb it down
But I'ma buck 'em all, I got a hundred rounds
Like blah
**** it, I guess what I'm tryin' to say is that
I miss the days when MC's would kill it and blaze a track
When flows were different and everybody would state some facts
And I ain't sayin' I'm the best, just tryin' to save rap