[Intro: Kebo Gotti]
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Kebo Gotti, you know what I mean?
Mr. Internationally Known, Locally Accepted, you feel me?
This sh*t don't go no better than this, you feel me?
I'm talking about real... it's so exclusive, right?
I'm finna give it to y'all n*ggas
I'm just gonna run with the bars
Something new, you know what I mean?
[Verse: Kebo Gotti]
I spit venom on the track, call it lyrical poets
And I burn them on wax, I'm a lyrical arsonist
You didn't want beef? Well, you shouldn't have never started it
My flow stupid like I was stupid, your're seconds from retarded
Try to act little slow, man, my sh*t is the hardest
No mercy for these weak MC's, laying like [?]
I'm in the industry, taking over the market
Real Money E-N-T, you know who my squad is
Say my name on the track, that'll leave you stinking like halitosis
Make that [?] know your trap, like that some [?] Grove, b*tch
I Suge Knight you, run off in your studio
Strip you from your master, leave you hog-tied on the floor
They don't respect Gotti
They said that where I go, I take sh*t from nobody
Let everybody know that I ain't in it for the fame
I'm in it for the dough, stealing every cracker every trap
Like a [?] and I'm sucking up bread crumbs
Playing with that money get you stuck up like a thumb
When them fools plan, they like: "Where'd he come from?"
27 months in the joint, it helped me brainstorm, yes
And I brainstorm like I'm that X-Men
DJ Khaled-syndrome, we the best, man
Married to the game and the streets is my best man
Keep my enemies so close, we like best friends
Get popped, I just checked in, but didn't have reservation
Caught that young G that flew and took a vacation
You find the real from the fake when your case came
They call it incarceration, but to me, it's still preservation
I knew the road would glow and would still chose to take it
The streets love me so much, man, the streets waiting
They say them n*ggas talking, well, that don't amaze me
See you doing good, that's when a n*gga hating
n*ggas say they goons? Man, I swear they faking
Who hotter than me? b*tch, I'm hotter than Cajun
Now I'm so hot, man, I'm hotter than [?]
Heart of a lion, the brain to lead the whole nation
Gotti