Sure as the 70's number man, I can throw a underhand But for the streets, not Jam This ain't for the fans wanna hear pop and snap Drunk' off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch from the Safe from self proclaimed legends nobody wanna hear from Scared? get a gun, come to I got none Safe from fans sit y'all asses in the same spot Y'all the same niggas Trinidad Jame$ hot ain't to Kendrick Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars I heard his shit and wasn't at all And as it played I heard him say I wasn't mentioned y'all started it, only right I finish the job So all that shit is revocable, an overview Only thing noticeable is how you barely me any quotables I state facts, not to say it's but check the playback Outrhymin' A$AP showin' me where ya' weight at I'm on my shit today, you the of New York You might as had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that slip away I'm in the ?......ready to and spray Light Jay Elec ass up, that's my A Bitch kill my vibe is what you wanna get Drown him all in a swimmin' pool, full of phlem and You jewels what's with all the fascination? But I ask you bout' it that's my cross examination This is to me, all these blemished mc's Infamously 'bout who's image I see But if it's bars, not about bread, the hell with the Put you inside of the bullet, just to see a of yourself I mean uh, six rappers a testable They action been incredible, is what the net'll do Chick sendin' message to tricks ain't get the They ain't even and they get paid per diem You talkin' bars, then this conversation changed Fuck all the subliminals now say a name Some of these OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to ass To me it's one Joey that's bad ass of New York, my nigga stop it 5 Keep it funky Drake washed you Tell me ?....lie Run up on with the silencer, nigga quiet down Then ride off his intro playin' I get hype to that shit dog I ride to the shit With nightmares, I wanna be in the room him, lettin' the mag off he love Philly so I'm leavin' him with black thoughts You talkin' nigga better get help They put they guts all on the track, still never get felt Lot of tier rappers tryna rep for they belt Nigga it's to this, dog you said it yourself But check it, when it to control, I might of lost a bit Law abiding style I'm comin' for all of it Runnin' in studio...engineer that recorded it Yes men that it, any blog that reported it Any artist he tour with, whoever bought the shit Whoever thought of it, his mentor whoever him it Interrupt a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even cough or lick If I got it twisted you dumb enough to the shit But the irony?, y'all all me Y'all in a spot a lot of us to be, You just strivin' my G, tip my hat so y'all know real Fuck whoever mad, you just said how we all suppose to I know the game, some'll try and get the envelope, some of us provided the stamp, Great accessors wrote the letter, others it shut, Some was nice before the percs, a mill got tucked It's Hip Hop, should blame on the mic these hands on Shades that wear, the club couches they stand on Which the credibility with dead ability Raise the bar like you on par with level of agility ...? rebel artillery, with augment at the 2 What sparrin' y'all do? Get to argue with a spartan, play it I them alien voices, i'll knock the martian up outta dude Seperate the beast from the timid, hip hop Fuck if your car is or rented, at least you in it Foamin' at the lip, lookin' the yeast in women Don't be most of y'all been a feast from the beginning is for B.I.G., suicidal thoughts, Coogi printed This for Nas, army with the uzi in it Not no shiny suit shit, that 92 [?] This for Hov's 92 bricks For State Prop and Beans, to the Lox first burst on the scene For Queens, Pac, even Edi This for the Mobb and the purple tape, to Inspecta Deck This ain't for the nah, Wu said protect ya' neck This a diss, I don't wanna think it's fun y'all And this for Big L, the block that Joe Pun on This is for Stack, I ain't talkin' a G Nigga I'm talkin' a G!!...my talkin' on me is for every livin' rapper ever walked in these streets And any outsider that happen to think that a portion is Niggas killed for less and got a coffin' for free If you ever been in the hood, we all should agree This for every nigga took what you said in stride, I abide, some of us still take pride, check it Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's adrenaline Men'll get touched, so if you hush Project I trust, came from syringes and dust So who you named be mentioned with us But wait, at least half of em', other rapped around things to? Gather every rapper 'round See what happen when try to go toe to toe This what happen when you let a blood overflow Used to do lines, half em' didn't go blow for blow I could and still drag you niggas comatose This is lightweight, put the up If we talkin' bars half of y'all shut the fuck up This is lightweight, put the up If we talkin' bars half of y'all should shut the up