作词 : Vincent Jacovelli
 作曲 : Vincent Jacovelli
Know that I'm runnin' the game(Yeah)
Purple is all in my veins(Yeah)
Coppin' a couple of chains(Woah)
Throw it, I'm makin' it rain
Yo,how come everybody in the game wanna rap like you

With the played out flow
I've been in the back ,killin' every damn track
And your rhymes all wack, how the ****  y'all blow
Well, this s**t is all I know(Uh)
Rappin' 'bout b*****s and clothes(Yeah)
Gettin' unlimited hoes(Woah)
All of my diamonds are froze
Nah, you rap with venom and then you pack the rhythm

And every track will hit 'em and you blow
But you wack, a little bit,don't stack the syllables
You have to hit 'em with new flows
Like nah, homie I'm in it for cash
Just wanna get me a bag(Yeah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm whippin' the Jag
And I be poppin' them tags
Like naw, everybody rap like that
Everybody wanna make a track like that
Everybody else in the game sound the goddamn same
And you won't kill a rap like that
Like where the word play and the metaphors at?
What y'all make, I could never call rap
Big L,Big Pun, I'ma get 'em all back
And you mumblin' ************* had better fall back
Nah homie it's not gonna change
Clearly we runnin' the game
Talkin' 'bout women and chains
Droppin' that s**t that be numbin' your brain
It's ******' insane and they love it
We ain't gotta rap or nothin'
Long as 808's are bumpin'
It's end of ******' discussion
Yeah, maybe right now but it 's not gonna last
Y'all better make room for the prophets of rap
When they hear real s**t no copyin' that
And they all gon' see yo'rhymin' is wack
Y'all snakes, I'm choppin' the grass
Gonna hit 'em with a bang, no stoppin' the crash
I don't wanna make bets, I'm droppin' the cash
I'm not gonna let Y'all kill hip-hop in its tracks
But we ain't even kill it, it's evolved
**** the ones who came before us
I'm show 'em how to ball
It's not evolution,Y'all better cool it
**** mumble rap, we need a better movement
More real s**t and way less pollution
Stop makin' music, that's the best solution
Y'all think you ****,but that's just illusion
Say you will, but I don't ever prove it
I'm the leader of the ******' revolution
Go get prepared for Y'all execution
Everybody wanna talk about the money and the women they be gettin' but wanna kill it when they rap

Everybody wanna be the mack of the game but you rappin' the same and I put 'em on they back

Everybody wanna be the best out, wanna find the best route, follow me, I put 'em on the map

If you really want to be the best in the game, stop rappin' like everyone else on the track

Homie that's all that they want
Lovin' the money I flaunt (Yeah,yeah)
Keepin' it short, don't gotta give it a thought
Only the s**t that I bought
**** that, you gotta stay different
Y' all think it's hot, but y''all straight trippin'
I'm off the chain and my blade spinnin'
Y'all in the club while my paint drippin'
I'm a ******' artist, who's done with all this
Straight wack s**t, so I'm bustin' on this
Y'all leaned out, but you suck regardless
I'ma run up on 'em, feelin' ******' lawless
Better tuck your chain and ******' run your wallets
You are now lookin' at the youngest prophet
Who be kiillin' rappers, got no other option
Yeah they got green ,but I'm a ******' Goblin
Tell 'em whatever your man felt
Sensei with the rhymes, so give me the black belt
Got flame and the vibes that are makin' the track melt
Goin' all in, dog, whatever they hand out
Like ho go tell a *****, I flow so venomous
I boom boom, hit 'em with the stone-cold evidence
I flow so relevant and show no benefit
A low blow, bring 'em on the po-po, never been
Mumble rappers shut your ******' mouth
Fall back, don't make another sound
Tellin' me to ******' dumb it down
But I'ma buck 'em all, I got a hundred rounds
Like blah
**** it, I guess what I'm tryin' to say is that
I miss the days when MC's would kill it and blaze a track
When flows were different and everybody would state some facts
And I ain't sayin' I'm the best, just tryin' to save rap