Golden Calves Tha God Fahim

[Intro]
Yeah
It's Tha-motherfuckin'-God, you know, I'm back
You nam'sayn? I'ma show you MCs how the fuck to get down, man, 'cause you niggas don't know shit
Niggas talkin' bout this raw and that raw
Man, where the fuck the bars at, man? Fuck that bullshit
Check me, uh

[Verse 1]
I leave MCs stressed out
'Cause they wanna be the best, but steady knowin' I'm the best out
I never slack on vocabulary, plus I concealed-carry
Evil breakin' into monasteries
I'm like a albatross when I drop mad shit
The fifth get you touched like a Galaxy tablet (tatatatatatata)
Alas kid, in crossfires where metals gets blasted
The way I flip styles it's like I partake in gymnastics
I'm the king, got the crown
Here in surround sound, praise be thy name and bow down
I'm [?] with skill
Make your favorite rapper my next highlight reel
I'm with the reaper, it's mandy, the mic is candy
Styles come off like panties
Diss me you need not, take your best cheap shot
I'll go and turn the booth into a sweatshop
Droppin' classics back to back
You went from classic trash to wack
Spit acid, gash the tracks
Nigga, I'm the one and only, leave MCs lonely
It's hard to control me like Tony (it's hard)
I'm spittin' cocaine only, I'm on a rap mission
'Cause these niggas so wack, listen