ft. Royce Da 5'9

New niggas dress like women, acting like that's fresh
You young thugs got so much to address
That's a mess, ain't you gangsta with it?
How you gonna bang with Vishis when you're gangsta-licious?
You're just a young fella
Don't try to stop the apocalypse with your umbrella
Shock your shit when I fuck a clip at your ear then ask you, 'What did the gun tell you?'
It said' bye
Doctor said I would be stillborn, but I was still born
With little horns, and minions that will kill for 'em
About millions in real form, you're over the hills 'cause your skills gone
I'm the prince, kneel before him
So don't fuck with that
They say every swing, Vishis a thing and break everything until your bucket hat
'Cause you suck at rap, up front and in fact'but no one will be running it back
My mic sounds nice but why you so mean?
Mind your fucking business or take one for the team
I am sick, MCs sleep on me, I am the pitch to your dreams

He a killer to you
To me? He a motherfucking coward
Ask him why he ain't collide with Vishis, he'll tell you
'Cause he a motherfucking coward

Fresh out the block, nigga
Never knew a man until you fucked his ex
Then he starts acting like a mark
I show up to his territory, draw an X, mark the spot
Give you a head start then you going head first off the dogma
Time is money, I'm never off the clock
I'm awkward as a sarcophagus locked in a coffin
I'm opposite a Cyclops with a horn
I'm like Optimus Prime in my supernatural form like oculus
Fiends is watching, they prostitute shares, be knocking it
Ridiculous, senior citizens in chairs be rocking it
Yeah, but we ain't stopping it there
You would rather have me shoot at your feet than hop in the square
Circle with brothers who box, I can just dare niggas just stop and just stare
Pam, pam, pam, that's the sound of a clown getting pounded out of the fucking Audi
And it comes down to him being a coward

He a killer to you
To me? He a motherfucking coward
Ask him why he ain't collide with Vishis, he'll tell you
'Cause he a motherfucking coward

Yeah, any niggar t-wit saying he could beat Vishis
Beavis, tell him Buthead said 'eat shit'
We don't chose to cruise, to fool music
God say lyrics ain't cool, too, if I couldn't do it
You ain't the bomb, you ain't no expert
It takes squirt to knock you out your Kanye skirt
United G, I don't like aggressive raps
That's because the type of male you are is a fee
Get it? Female going to detail
Your girl will sell like retail as I derail from the facts
You weak as hell, I whip beats with six speech through speakers
Pig squeak, your lips deep and shit's screeching
You don't wanna feed your hound 'cause they know they just come like a bus driver
You going to jail now
He gonna be known for getting hit and fell down
But well, clown, cut up your kidney, cut up
My advice, shut the fuck up, pucker up with my gun but your fun's up
Run your funds, chomp, better be one luck, son or you'll get summoned up
Are you not entertained, I'm just a rinse to your jugular vein, goodbye