[Vader]
It's amazing what I do on a verse
Either dropping knowledge or sending niggas to the hearse
I see your niggas coming close cos they're looking for dirt
What's a brother to do? I join them in the search
Dude asked me "do you want to battle Blaqbonez"
I told him I didn't come to battle, but on a real God knows
If it's on, it's on, I ain't raising no dust
Lyrically obliterate every fucking rapper on your roster
That night on the show was really eventful
You told me I don't count cos I'm not successful?
Let's break it down, how successful are you?
Either you're playing dumb, or your niggas don't tell you the truth
10 years before you got an almost hit
I'm two years in, already on one of those seats
Dealing with brands, making corporate money
We talk sound, nigga we dint come to play dummy
Plus your guys are egomaniacs
Who won't let you shine without slotting their sorry asses
Only you was popping, they dropped the LAMB project
They became the topic, chook you for back pocket
Check am well well, why was it when you dropped BRIA, that AQ chose to respond to fresh L
Check this point of view, have you ever seen Top Dawg command Kendrick to leave an interview
But it happened to you, before our very own eyes
Be honest with yourself, ma nigga, bury those lies
It's over believe me
The scrolls have been written
You've been praying to God and Jehovah's been listening
But it's obvious he won't answer, even Cobhams has seen it
Watch me whip like the guy who counts the votes at the senate
When I reign, it pours, see how the whole cloud shifted
Dope on the track like Marion Jones at Olympics
The Roles have been scripted, see the woes I inflicted
I'll bag dad like Iraq if your old man's vindictive
Now who will do the honours
Of getting you off the hook like Wale did to Tiara Thomas
Cos I mean it's clear to see, boy you're inheriting enemies
With that repetitive strategy peddling negative energy
My pen game too elite for all you merry men
Let it not be some average rappers that'd be stepping in
Let it not be a pussy, I swear I'm not a gentleman
But let it be Poe, Let it be Tec, Ghost in his element
Give it up for the Pan-african, man handling bars
Pants sagging, on the microphone I be peddling crack
Hennessy here, but tonight I'm sipping water
I'm good, plus my girl thicker than cold peanut butter
It's amazing what I do on a verse
Either dropping knowledge or sending niggas to the hearse
I see your niggas coming close cos they're looking for dirt
What's a brother to do? I join them in the search
Dude asked me "do you want to battle Blaqbonez"
I told him I didn't come to battle, but on a real God knows
If it's on, it's on, I ain't raising no dust
Lyrically obliterate every fucking rapper on your roster
That night on the show was really eventful
You told me I don't count cos I'm not successful?
Let's break it down, how successful are you?
Either you're playing dumb, or your niggas don't tell you the truth
10 years before you got an almost hit
I'm two years in, already on one of those seats
Dealing with brands, making corporate money
We talk sound, nigga we dint come to play dummy
Plus your guys are egomaniacs
Who won't let you shine without slotting their sorry asses
Only you was popping, they dropped the LAMB project
They became the topic, chook you for back pocket
Check am well well, why was it when you dropped BRIA, that AQ chose to respond to fresh L
Check this point of view, have you ever seen Top Dawg command Kendrick to leave an interview
But it happened to you, before our very own eyes
Be honest with yourself, ma nigga, bury those lies
It's over believe me
The scrolls have been written
You've been praying to God and Jehovah's been listening
But it's obvious he won't answer, even Cobhams has seen it
Watch me whip like the guy who counts the votes at the senate
When I reign, it pours, see how the whole cloud shifted
Dope on the track like Marion Jones at Olympics
The Roles have been scripted, see the woes I inflicted
I'll bag dad like Iraq if your old man's vindictive
Now who will do the honours
Of getting you off the hook like Wale did to Tiara Thomas
Cos I mean it's clear to see, boy you're inheriting enemies
With that repetitive strategy peddling negative energy
My pen game too elite for all you merry men
Let it not be some average rappers that'd be stepping in
Let it not be a pussy, I swear I'm not a gentleman
But let it be Poe, Let it be Tec, Ghost in his element
Give it up for the Pan-african, man handling bars
Pants sagging, on the microphone I be peddling crack
Hennessy here, but tonight I'm sipping water
I'm good, plus my girl thicker than cold peanut butter
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