[Verse 1: M@cntosh]
It's me, M@cntosh
Liftin' another track right off
I'm back at it
Got the Lord with me
But no God is representing we
The King's back
And I want my throne
Because the weak rhymes
I can't condone
You small rappers are so unknown
You cling to my scraps you claim you own
Yeah
These kids do dumb shit daily
Then, they'll whine and cry about it
Like a fucking baby
I live the dream that you've often had
And living this large ain't half bad
Their talk is so crazy
It's clinically insane
And when I try to listen to them
I tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em
It's me, M@cntosh
Liftin' another track right off
I'm back at it
Got the Lord with me
But no God is representing we
The King's back
And I want my throne
Because the weak rhymes
I can't condone
You small rappers are so unknown
You cling to my scraps you claim you own
Yeah
These kids do dumb shit daily
Then, they'll whine and cry about it
Like a fucking baby
I live the dream that you've often had
And living this large ain't half bad
Their talk is so crazy
It's clinically insane
And when I try to listen to them
I tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em
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