Verse1:
Okay you little fony rappers better watch the hell out
Aint no boast and bragging arguments I take a new route
I reveal a new key... to open yall to what I'm about
Grab my belt yall misbehaving I'm whooping it out
Yall rap so freaking slow it's 2011
Got my dogtag, skinny jeans, six plus one equal seven
Bankaccounts that I withhold so I know yall gone fret
then
I chew you up and spit you out all you rappers are dead
ends
That's right I said it all you rappers are dead ends
Right I said it all you rappers are dead ends
Love to drop a new track watch yall face turn red then
I chew you up and spit you out all you rappers are dead
ends
No matter where you go name in you head an
Stay so fly it's time you haterz learn yo freaking
lesson
I got so many talents yo it's like a blessing
I chew you up and spit you out all you rappers are dead
ends
Verse2:
Yall grab your pads... and you write what you about
Aint no boasting bragging arguments I take a new route
I reveal a new key... to open yall to what I'm about
Grab my belt yall misbehaving I'm whooping it out
Talking bout yall got signed... your producer names
kevin
But we know a lie it was you that had said it
I'm the new evolution to rap I'm ahead then
I chew you up and spit you out all you rappers are dead
ends
That's right I said it all you rappers are dead ends
Right I said it all you rappers are dead ends
Love to drop a new track watch yall face turn red then
I chew you up and spit you out all you rappers are dead
ends
No matter where you go name in you head an
Stay so fly it's time you haterz learn yo freaking
lesson
I got so many talents yo it's like a blessing
I chew you up and spit you out all you rappers are dead
ends