Listen less than average rapping ass This is a blessing back to back I’m wit a bunch of white boys That’ll make your casket black Matter of fact I’m about to blow a gasket shit is whack And you ain’t worth a fraction of half the shit I have I’m slappin’ And you ain’t even active, you actin’ And you ain’t even rappin, what happened To the rap game shits in last place ass lame You fuckin up traffic Slow in the fast lane, I ain’t into fashion I’m into bashing rapper faces till they smashed in I don’t give a fuck about a rappin’ ass has been, bitch You should give up, I can win and skip practice I’m the answer Iverson, I ain’t talking post talking smoke Have your family talkin to a ghost Shits a joke I ain’t laughing though I ain’t going back and forth If you aint tryin to be the greatest what the fuck you rappin for
I ain’t never been a runner so I ain’t gonna run, no You fuckin with the gunner I came up from the gutter so I ain’t like no other, no You fuckin with the gunner I ain’t never been a runner so I ain’t gonna run, no You fuckin with the gunner I came up from the gutter so I ain’t like no other, no You fuckin with the gunner
Going ape shit, and it’s hard to cope with Another white boy with his shotgun smokin Second guess me like I’m not going tote it Then pop pop off every shots unloaded No room for these dudes man, they claustrophobic The last thing you’ll see when your coffin closes Your squad want smoke bunch of bottles broken Across they dome and it all goes postal This a feast and famine, it’s me and Adam Going hard in the paint until the team established They searching for the shells I’m the Easter rabbit I was taught don’t snitch if you seen what happened My OG coached me and taught me the etiquette Ever since the team and the G I could never quit It’s too easy for me man it’s effortless All these new kids drinking lean popin sentatives I’ve never been the type that gets down like that I never fall off I just bounce right back I just came off tour let me count my stacks And I’m sorry I don’t rap like you clowns my bad
What a fuckin whigger, he’s white trash You can suck my dick, and kiss my ass For lunch and dinner, and a night cap We don’t fight fair, we just fight back
I ain’t never been a runner so I ain’t gonna run, no You fuckin with the gunner I came up from the gutter so I ain’t like no other, no You fuckin with the gunner I ain’t never been a runner so I ain’t gonna run, no You fuckin with the gunner I came up from the gutter so I ain’t like no other, no You fuckin with the gunner