Let me paint a picture for you real quick it'll only be a second
If you competition with me listen this could be depressing
I paint a pretty scene when leave present in a dream
Cuttin pictures outa magazines, mean
What I say, say what I mean, got a mean flow
Ego, size of a steam boat, yeah that boy aiight
But he ain't f*ckin wit Elite tho
Whole team monsters a muf*ckin freak show
Beast mode, beats so knockin feelin like I'm kickin teeth
With a pair of cleats on, be gone
Finna get my feast on, sick of hearin hot rhymes in weak songs
Sicka hearin shots fired when somebody make it we should have a hating holiday the way we celebrate it in America
They love tearing you down
Crabs in a bucket ain't nobody wearing the crowd for long
They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na
f*ck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket
They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na
f*ck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket
I used to make beats, yeah I was double R
Yeah I was f*ckin raw, I had a couple songs
I made this sh*t called Shootouts remember that?
Movie score sh*t b*tch I invented that
Pen a rap now too and I'm a 10 at that
f*ck ya b*tch and send he back
Give that b*tch a bent'd back
Never take her out to dinner I ain't in to that
I just have her makin sounds like she in a tennis match
Ha! six love mark it down, release the hounds on ya better call the pound, sh*t is lookin dim for ya like inside a lounge, not quite number one yet but somewhere right around
In due time ima get it boy I can't lose
Half white half mexican i'm Cancun
Damn soon the crabs will call for the kings head
You know they hate to see them wings spread. sh*t
They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na
f*ck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket
They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na
f*ck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket
We comin, know you hear them footsteps creepin
Hope before I die, I get a good Knicks season
Gotta keep a smile even though It's misleading
Kill it when I hit it b*tch you gon' be grieving
Steven King pus*y when I get up in pus*y
Put a sonnin on a rookie ya'll just little kids to me
In my own class b*tch and i'm alone here
You act bold prolly fold like a lawn chair
Rappers wanna talk funny like Coneheads
Gon' head, sleep, make ya own bed
Old heads prolly lookin over shoulders
What you expected, I'm next thought I told ya boy
They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na
f*ck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket
They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na
f*ck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket