[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
Hey , yo
Guess who's bizack still hit a crack him off loads
Cocaine spit throat be the stove
Stay running on these tracks and the mic be the soles
Be cautious real spitters so you might get exposed
Copycats spitting all these facts
Without your life attached not understanding where your life is at
You got your boy confused though I'm not convinced
Would tell you washed up, but your flow is drenched
Let me clear my throat let me spit these quotes
And tell you Q, Jay Rock, Dot, we run the coast
I'm so addicted, and so is Lifted
So restricted, now your flow evicted
Fake niggas see through you like eyelashes
Eyeglasses like Kobe nigga, no passes
My breed, knowing that you can't make 'em
You can't break 'em, so peace As-salamu alaykum

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Goodbye, another rapper dead
I'm on my murder job again in the morning
This 187 on the line, another rapper dead
That means another record label is mourning
So you can run but you cannot hide
Cause when I see 'em I'mma kill 'em
When I see 'em I'mma kill 'em
Mortician got a feeling with embalming fluid
Cause when I see 'em I'mma kill 'em
When I see 'em I'mma kill 'em
Lyrical homicide best believe I do
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