[00:02.32]Dick hard like Rottweiler
[00:04.12]Can you handle it? Can you handle it? Woo woo, woo woo
[00:10.29]The whole industry been in shambles
[00:11.94]Everybody fugazi, I’m just changing the channel
[00:14.24]Kendrick Lamar, the people’s champion, I'm animal for analysts
[00:17.63]Career damaging verses, meditating with candles lit
[00:20.63]I like my raps extra prolific
[00:21.97]Since freestyling on lunch tables and park benches
[00:24.92]And I won’t mention my ten thousand hours in training
[00:27.63]While juggling gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
[00:30.31]And now we look at the competition as quick submission
[00:32.86]They tappin’ out before we even get a chance to miss ‘em
[00:35.32]What this about, is it money or skill?
[00:37.41]Maybe it’s both and I got large amounts of it, it’s real
[00:39.99]You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
[00:43.22]I can see y’all incapable
[00:45.24]To be the God emcees, you know me well
[00:47.83]Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the sinister
[00:50.97]Run for cover, my lineage prove itself
[00:53.13]I’m rollin’ deep in that paper like two Adeles
[00:55.43]Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips
[00:57.87]We had to shake the game up and you're flying through turbulence
[01:00.23]Everything is high stakes nowadays, that’s how it played nowadays
[01:03.27]It’s like an 8-ball to the face nowadays
[01:05.16]I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
[01:07.72]It’s seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
[01:10.82]Hiiigher power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer
[01:13.27]Since stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
[01:15.61]And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
[01:18.27]Surround itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
[01:20.97]This is what they want, I’m the one
[01:23.32]This is vintage from nineteen-eighty-somethin'
[01:26.02]I’m the son of the pioneer that got you near the sun
[01:27.92]Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump
[01:30.37]I’m yelling Mr. Kanye West for president
[01:33.36]He probably let me get some head inside the residence
[01:35.62]I’m in the White House going all out
[01:38.26]Bumping College Dropout, God-bless Americans
[01:40.70]Nothing more influential than rap music
[01:43.22]I merge jazz fusion with the trap music
[01:45.76]I mix black soul with some rock and roll
[01:48.41]They never box me in, I’m David Blaine-ing all you hoes
[01:50.81]Oh yea, let’s go there, my DNA is DMT, I’m so rare
[01:53.91]My Juvenile was wilder than the Nolia
[01:55.82]A locomotive couldn’t track me down in my career
[01:57.93]Runnin’ this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
[02:01.07]A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
[02:03.42]D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California
[02:05.87]It gets annoying, niggas wanna deploy him
[02:08.52]And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shit ain’t for him
[02:10.90]Probably thinking it’s for him, only one me
[02:13.00]Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my foreign
[02:15.74]Mr. Valevictorian studied the game before them
[02:18.40]Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort them
[02:20.91]To the grave I deport them, corporations extort them
[02:23.46]I’m snapping off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin’
[02:26.05]My radiance rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
[02:28.41]Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning
[02:30.76]You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself it’s important
[02:33.56]Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous
[02:35.91]So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my garments
[02:38.51]Jimi Kendrix performing, this ****ing studio haunted (Ah!)
[02:42.86]I tell a bitch don’t sweat me (Don't sweat me)
[02:44.51]I kill this whole ****in’ beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
[02:46.71]Ib should’ve never sent the instrumental
[02:48.81]Every time I start writing I get sentimental
[02:51.29]This shit is just not fair
[02:54.19]But why the **** should I care?
[02:56.60]The story of your life here
[02:58.95]Two young stars was born and y’all gon’ die here
[03:01.41]Oh Lord, gotta be the yams
[03:03.66]Billboard list need 2Pac, damn
[03:05.95]But number 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah
[03:08.64]Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a trance
[03:11.19]Every day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
[03:15.01]Is not validation, nigga this TDE
[03:17.00]And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better ratings
[03:19.91]And casualties all around me, don’t make me do demonstrations
[03:22.16]Whoa Murder my allegations and burning my finger traces
[03:27.00]Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty payments
[03:29.80]I’m sorry y’all not relating, this party is reservated
[03:31.35]I kill this whole mutha****ing beat if J. Cole say it
[03:34.65]My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta slay it
[03:37.25]I gotta lay it, gotta show you ****ers I’m not to play with
[03:39.68]The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the ****in’ greatest
[03:42.18]Whoa Burnin’ my leather- (Nah I’m just ****in’ wit cha)