Hey yo whats up Jay? Nigga' What's cracking What you're doing What's going on What's happening? Nowadays I'll be pimping *and macking* Selling cracking nigga' you still rappin' What up is: I hang with the hardest mother fuckers I got rhymes from the bucket make you niggas wanna suck it But you loveless, I'm the epitome of God gifted When I busted my first rap the whole planet shifted Lifting your mind to the next stress hemisphere Next level shit so you best just step in here Check my gear, I got flavor mad hip hop I can front in the roughest neighborhood and not get shot I black out when niggers start hating shit Run over your crew like the New Englands Patriots The craziest but I am also the laziest never turn on the tv so I don't know who Jay-z is What happened to rap and the 2.0 era While you are getting worse I am only getting better Niggers too old, J young and fresha' I put them under pressure, professor I test ya What happened? Dope D.O.D became the illest What happened? Phony M.Cs is getting finished What happened? You face defeat and we are the winners Wicked with the lyrics in the minute you're diminished I hear people say back in the days he wasn't like this He's stuck in a cycle of drug sex and violence The nicest reflects on your iris gingivitis erupts through the gums of plenty of biters I'm the Excalibur weaponry wielder Do you dare step into the deadliest field of hard core hip hop, we laugh at your idols I fuck your advice, I walk the path of a psychos I kill MCs regardless of which rhyme I drop On top of the corpses we climb to the top So who's next to flop cause he thought he was heavy The last one retired when I tore through his belly The Cyborgs are ready to reboot the system People go missing and I seems to have vanish They ask me what happened? Why do I act funny? I stay braindead like I got bitten by a rat monkey Every day I hear the same fucking BS The same old song, you just don't progress You won't confess that you're all fame obsessed I've seen it all and I am far from impressed I get a lot of criticism, you can be my guest This hip hop shit just got repossessed Peeps don't wanna see us have any success Is time for these rookies to go hit the benchpress You are not the guy I used to know It's all about the rate of flow he's even got a Golden Globe what a way to go this prick didn't even greet me at the show thinks he makes art like he is Vincent van Gogh But no I turn from amateur to pro I put in work daily You just don't know What happened? Dope D.O.D became the illest What happened? Phony M.Cs is getting finished What happened? You face defeat and we are the winners Wicked with the lyrics in the minute you're diminished What happened? Dope D.O.D became the illest What happened? Phony M.Cs is getting finished What happened? You face defeat and we are the winners Wicked with the lyrics in the minute you're diminished