What’s the name of this song?
What’s the name of this song?

[Verse]
Once I eat the track, you could never react
I borrow money from you then make you pay me back
My daily intentions too crazy to mention
I’m in a class by myself like they gave me detention
When I show up on the set, no longer needed at your service
Come at me, hoping to win and get defeated like the purpose
You so quick to hate so in reckless talking you participate
But I promise I’ma make you stop like I fixed your brakes
To beat the master, you keep dreaming you could
But it’ll never work like a shake machine in the hood
You could, but play with me and get your ref slaughtered
‘cause like that dude who married your mama, my skills go a step farther
I spend my days all alone cooling
But I’ll come to your house and teach you a lesson, I call that homeschooling
One call, I’m ready to break y’all
I’m so low I rob Peter and still didn’t pay Paul
Will I shrink? Never
Who on this planet could think better?
Instinctively clever, it’s an art the way I link letters
Competitors gonna need a little help when the skill is felt
Plus I’m slick enough to pay a hitman to kill himself
They say I’m truculent publicly ‘cause the only way I’d want to be another emcee would be if I wasn’t me
Every day is the same lames coming at my neck, man
He tried to swing, but I made him miss like a sex change
Grown men out here winking and playing
I’ll confront you about something you was thinking of saying
Now I’m on a wanted photo, cops issued a BOLO
I don’t need the force to be with me, I throw my hands solo
Bro, you showin’ out, and you ain’t even the star
You goin’ nowhere like you just locked your keys in the car
You feel like I’m the one to pick on, right?
Boy, you sound crazy as a blind dude saying, “it’s on sight”
Damn fool, I was in middle school when I chose to go pro
When a beast is going hard, they say he went in K-Rino mode
I smoke foes, cut off your oxygen, your breathing then failed
Then you’ll know I’m not the devil ‘cause I won’t even let you inhale
I’m seeing that you can’t control that talk
I’ll slap your brains into your hands and make you hold that thought
This beat was so marvelous I wrote through the chorus ‘cause I got away with words like I stole a thesaurus
It’s an avalanche while you keep trying me like they have a chance
Eventually I’ll wear you down like some sagging pants
Whoever see me, just prepare for the worst
I’ll pop my collar even if I’m not wearing a shirt
On the set, g, they didn’t wanna let me
But like Wally, I’m back, man, that’s why the folks they’re glad that they met me
You try to jump, it’s probably gon’ be your last stunt ‘cause we gon’ put mo’ hands on you than a gas pump
I ain’t perfect, but you a snake and that’s the worst label
I saw your girlfriend, she’s built like a merch table
You talk this morning, I’ma drop you this evening
I’ll put pressure on ya like I was tryna stop you from bleeding
I got plenty thoughts to consume all put up in my room
Never laid in fetal position, I stood up in the womb
I’ma show and prove anytime that I’m in question
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