Alex Trebek ask me the daily double question (Uh)
Born in the flesh, a profession
Put bullhorns through ya’ neck just to be extra (Uh)
I love sippin’ Grey Goose with papaya nectar (Yeah)
Yessuh
I’m dominating greatness, n***as know I’m next up
Why you [?] with Satan
Accolades blazing, amazing that lyrics coming from the brain
This is what the hustler found in the cocaines
You can't stop what's meant to happen
Destiny is a bully, that’s why I keep rapping
Got me in action mode, I’m so hip hop I’m like a rapping toad
Then hop on freaks then hop down the road
The Chicago scene is in a sunken place
Crybaby ass n***as [?] onion wave
Gun ablaze, a ton of those, a hundred loads of ammunition, cannon missin’, oh, I loant that shit to Goose
He on the money mission
USSR wanna meet with the god
I bring two types of heat to the ark
That’s my voice and the beats that I pick
I eat up shit then throw it all up with the fork when I’m spitting it
Critics quick to hop on my dick
Soon as I diss the rappers on the scene, wipe away the phlegm with some disinfectant (Ew)
It’s a different weapon that I hold, the whole Chicago scene is like mold so I keep the door closed (Uh)
Somebody in my job is in the sunken place
Album cover with me smoking on it, who could fuckin’ hate?
Now it’s got my boss sendin’ abusive messages
I was smoking weed while reading it, i wasn’t stressin’ it
I'm a defiant smokier (Uh)
I [?] to jokers in a deck of cards, slap a two of hearts down