Rare Form

Yeah, this fucking weed
Oh my God
I'm high as fuck, nigga
You know what I noticed?
Hehe, hey yo, (coast to coast), I'm tired of-I'm tired of being humble, man (coast to coasting)
These niggas can't fuck with me (hehe, look)

Catch me in the bay, tryna' send a package up-state (huh)
Twenty P's of each box wrapped in a package and tape
I ain't never lacking, always keep the strap on my waist
Nigga get out of pocket, I'ma put you back in your place (boom, boom, boom)
Spent 20 on a chain, I made it back, so I'm straight
Now I can throw that 20 back in a safe, yeah (I can put that back in there)
You said, you killer than Machine, that's like a slap in the face (come on, man)

You can't match the raps I create or tracks that I make (you can't fuck with me, nigga)
Ayo, look, hold up
That was a eight? (ay, that was the eighth bar?)
I got seven more bars to show these rappers I'm great
I mean I took over the game at an immaculate pace
You see all these racks that I make at a staggering rate
I knew I had a classic 'fore they mixed and master my tape
Smoking gas with my nigga Berner in the back of a Wraith (what up, my nigga?)

I promise most of these rappers is fake (uh)
Last nigga fronted in the club got his head cracked with a eight (haa)
I know that was a 16 but fuck that
When I rap I go apeshit
So when I'm slighted that's a mistake (I'm still going, nigga)
It be the niggas you got love for that come after your cake
You seen "Paid in Full", what happened to Ace? (hahahaha)
Ah

Uh, I'm in rare form (uh-huh)
40 on my hip blow a nigga airborne (boom boom!)
Rare form
I'm in a whole 'nother zone right now
Well, tell the niggas I'm in rare form
Bread getting longer, the bars getting stronger (this shit easy, nigga)
'Cause on every song I'm a motherfucking monster (it's effortless)
Uhh, I'm in rare form (I'm in rare form, nigga)
Motherfucker, I'm in rare form

Yeah, it's the Almighty Machine
Ain't no rapper hard like or got bars like the Machine
All night on the scene, sold raw white, it was clean
In the yard right, I kept this AR pipe with the beam (brrr)
Don't think I'm slippin', the four right in my jeans
I will let it off and send four right in your spleen (boom boom boom, boom)
The big dawg, I ball like I'm Kareem
With the hooks, they ain't know that the bull write it this mean (ha)
I'm a god, right? And you're like Cartwright

From the free-throw line, I take off like I'm LaVine (hahahaha)
All the shit I seen, spent all night with the fiends
Slept by the doorbell when all night it would ring
The boy rock the McQueens, get the whore outta your dreams
She don't rock the Coach bag, my broad like the Celine (facts)
Coppin' the designer things and all type of new bling (uh-uh)
Rocking Louie, Supreme, give long pipe to your queen (brrrr)
The Machine

Uh, I'm in rare form (cap)
40 on my hip blow a nigga airborne (ayo, this a whole different type of zone, nigga)
Rare form
Go tell them niggas I'm in rare form (these nigga cannot fuck with me right now)
Bread getting longer, the bars getting stronger (I'm walkin' on air)
'Cause on every song, I'm a motherfucking monster (uh-uh)
I'm in rare form (this shit effortless, nigga)
Motherfucker, I'm in rare form

Line 'em niggas up, man
Hehehe, that's my word, line 'em niggas up
And not none of this shit hit no pen and paper, nigga
Ain't none of this shit on no motherfuckin' iPhone, nigga (I'm in rare form, rare form)
I just stand in front of the mic and I just let that shit go, nigga (rare form, rare form)
Drums for you fuck niggas
I'm in rare form, nigga, hehe (rare form)

You niggas cannot fuck with me, man
Come on, nigga, y'all niggas can't fuck with me when I'm just doing it like this
How y'all gon' fuck with me when I write it, nigga?
I mean ask yourself
Is you fucking serious, nigga?
Machine, bitch!
Yah!