Swing Set (Step Right Up) UBI

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
So you put out a suck-ass tape, with some butt-ass breaks
Okay okay but what the fuck's that say
Who told this little kid he could rap
They hand your bullshit and tell me Kansas City is whack
Let's clap, you could snatch up samples
But your raps are rambles, sick of tracks that gamble
Blast ammo like blaow blaow
Won't you pass me the, black heater to blat
Hot fever all on these rap cheaters
Kill the noise, I ain't talkin' bout Mac either
I never fronted hard work, only on back-seaters
It's cool, we good, you ride, I'll drive
Only reason that you livin' is cause I survived
Dive from the side, crash car, smack real hard
Ash, rubble, and blood splash on hot black tar
In crew til the soul provide
We embedded with vets to who you owe your life
Never forget, you just got here figurin' "you hang, we hang"
You should be ashamed, I can see your brain like Krang
And I, came to gain your knowledge
It taste like you spent more than a few days in college
My aim is flawless, I'm the third revelation ya heard
Some'll say "God, save the lawless" and if I say ya name I promise
You'll be cut off short and maul word to Lorena Bobbitt