[Hook]
Now everybody who looked down on me
And told me I was nothing
For everybody who said I wouldn't evolve to something
For everybody who studied me without saying nothing
Let me tell you something
I don't fuck with y'all

[Verse 1: Billy Pastor]
They told me stop and pause
Just because I was well involved
With the claps and kick on a drum
On a sample that's soon to come
From a kid my age with a gun
Or cop with a lethal stun
Or cop with a lethal gun
Ugh
You think you scare me?
You really think you scare me?
Break ya legs and leave you in the woods
Like you was Bambi, Like you was handi-cap
Break ya fucking back with 7 bats from Satan's shack
I promised God that I'd be all I can be
I can't be, washed up
I'm killing you industry bitches
Kicking back with the pump
Matter fact I'm retaliating with aid from the fathers son and
I'm praying like every night cause I might just never wake up
[Verse 2: Billy Pastor]
Wake up and see the truth behind my composition
Cause I've been writing on a mission
Since the age of Christians
I wrote the Bible I wrote the guide for survival
I wrote you the 10 commandments
Religion bringing revival
Revival
Reviving my dead disciples
I'm cycling through ya catalog can you be more insightful
Ya spiteful you couldn't snipe me with the strongest rifle
All right folks enough with child's play
It's the day and it's looking grey
And it's looking like it's the day
That I rain on ya camps parade
Well you was never partying or celebrating either
I drop the hottest ether
Like Nas when I grab the heater
Or when I go extinguish
Diminish your greatest leader
I'm, smoking sipping liters
And killing you with no features
Cause I don't need em I never need them
I never will
A one man band with the pen and heart in his hands just to kill
[Verse 3: Billy Pastor]
I wrote my will I got the will power
I will, never be defeated
By amateurs that ain't speaking the truth
When they in the booth
Either that or they simply sleeping
Expecting someone to feed them
But this hip-hop no mercy coming your way
I got this shit locked no commissary today
And if you blink drop cause bullets flying ya way
And if you bust back I'll be at your funeral date
Wait, no stop pause
I just had 6 broads tell your music is garbage
And you a little bitch
Well did I mention that this is fire squad
About time that I fire back

[Verse 4: Billy Pastor]
I've been sitting patiently
Watching the game
That's made to be played by the greater artists
That going hard to give great relief
I believe that I'm one of the m
I believe I'm son of them
I believe that I'm sonning
These local artists that's sucking em
[Bridge x2: Billy Pastor]
Ugh, I can go on this beat forever
Ugh, I'd rather not I'm too clever
Ugh, I'm spitting this for the better
Ugh, it's about time that I pull the

Yo, I can go on this beat forever
I can go on this beat forever
I'd rather not I'm too clever
Oh. I'm spitting this for the better
I can go on this beat forever
I'd rather not I'm too clever
It's about time that I pull the fucking lever

[Verse 5: Billy Pastor]
Now everybody from my state is thinking that they hot
In reality they ain't even boiling in the pot
It's sad to see so many wannabe's around my block
Man it's sad to see not one of em beating me I should stop
But actually they all on my dick and they need to see
That I am not they ticket to leave I am not the key
I'm just here to remind ya that none of you seeing me
I'm the best in the west the best in the east and the 203
Peace