[Chorus]
Let's bring hip-hop back to the way it used to be
We better get this shit heated befo' the cops start shooting me
And then they go all Biggie and they start lootin' me
Stop getting ghostwriters, 'cause it's fucking cool to be-
An emcee in the game of motherfuckers who suck
But maybe with a strike of luck
You can be better but don't credit me, 'cause I don't give a fuck
I'm heating up every fucking track like a cook
Do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a fucking crook
Let's bring hip-hop back to the way it used to be
We better get this shit heated befo' the cops start shooting me
And then they go all Biggie and they start lootin' me
Stop getting ghostwriters, 'cause it's fucking cool to be-
An emcee in the game of motherfuckers who suck
But maybe with a strike of luck
You can be better but don't credit me, 'cause I don't give a fuck
I'm heating up every fucking track like a cook
Do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a fucking crook

[Verse]
Okay, load the fucking nine, it is my time
Okay with rhymes, you think it's mine?
Committin' crimes on the block
Seven inch gun, not a Glock, it's my cock (Damn)
We doing advances and dances like Tik-Tok
I'm doing this shit solely for hip-hop
Not the fucking shit pop
You gonna be murdered by this music like motherfucking Hitchcock
Your life and my life is running outta time like tick tock
Send big shots down your hood
Get home from school after being pushed in the mud
But now I'm getting fucking dubs
Send you the the mortician called Rick like wubba lubba dub dub
I'm killing all these verses, you'd think that I got a curse and
You're thinking of the wrong person
My motherfucking mum disapproves of the lyrics with me cursin'
Alright lemme rap like a regular rapper, lemme impersonate
So as you walking to the strib club to get your dick sucked
The shit's shut, you pick up
A motherfucking 313, you got a girl on her knees
And she finding a daddy to please
And she sucking all on my keys
She thinks I'm a motherfucking Martian like Lil B
Y'all belittle me, you shit hole flees
Nah fuck that shit, you arogant
You embarrassin', so tonight we gon' rock like motherfucking Aerosmith! (Bitch!)
The gun and the snake go hiss, all these motherfuckers can go drink my piss
And I dived into your girl like the pussy is the abyss, you see
Every fucking day I wake up, can't say anything on Twitter about men wearing make-up
'Cause then you fucking get cancelled and you won't get your secondary school major
Throw the motherfucking controller like a rager
Also to the haters, just know I fucking hate ya
Oh and LuKey I made you, though I gotta rate you
Thank you for showing me how to fucking hate people
This life ain't real, I'm buying eight meals
I hate girls, she made pearls
Whatever the fuck, she gets whatever she can go suck
Then two fucking minutes later she hits my line "Hey babe I'm down to go fuck"
I'm ramming in like a truck, she wanna play with my duck
She is amazing as Crook, then the bullet came and she couldn't fucking duck, damn
I bust it in her E-Y-E, then she wants to leave, fight me
She looking at my brother, she thinking that he might be
The one she wants, but I say "No you fat ass fucking cunt!"
I slapped him in the fucking face, but he wants to save face
So I start a chase and pick up his case
Then he gets hit in the head till he's dead (Ching!)
Okay, she's holding me down on the bed
She tried to drug me with meds
Ties me up to the steads
Then she gets a knife and cuts of my dick? (Aarrgghh!)
Okay, I'm tired of the fucking topic of that shit
It was batshit, but whatever I guess she just wants my satisfaction
[Chorus]
Let's bring hip-hop back to the way it used to be
We better get this shit heated befo' the cops start shooting me
And then they go all Biggie and they start lootin' me
Stop getting ghostwriters, 'cause it's fucking cool to be-
An emcee in the game of motherfuckers who suck
But maybe with a strike of luck
You can be better but don't credit me, 'cause I don't give a fuck
I'm heating up every fucking track like a cook
Do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a fucking crook
Let's bring hip-hop back to the way it used to be
We better get this shit heated befo' the cops start shooting me
And then they go all Biggie and they start lootin' me
Stop getting ghostwriters, 'cause it's fucking cool to be-
An emcee in the game of motherfuckers who suck
But maybe with a strike of luck
You can be better but don't credit me, 'cause I don't give a fuck
I'm heating up every fucking track like a cook
Do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a fucking crook