Tell the Rap Game (The Boss Is Back)

G-yeah
Uhuuhh
I'm back
Golden Soldier
I'm felling groovy
G-yeah
U huh
The boss is back man
G-yeah

So I heard
They Was Hoping that this Cat Retire
Long time Coming
So you Know i'm coming back with fire
I laugh at beef
Cause I know i'm getting that acquired
But rapid fire
Mamme ya face into apple cider
This industry trash
Here is the music of a platinum writer
Cause i'm a raper biter
Most of y'all my appetizer
You see my tour bus
Is titties and an ass supplier
With Freaky Woman
Who treat dick like an pacifier
Life a turning wheel
I only spent half the tire
All this money mine
I a'int never been a math divider
Spiting what i"m living
So i never need a back up writer
But ill ghost write
But you know there means there's cash required
I'm not a martian
I'm a human being
With a sick flow
That is bound to get me stupid cream
Get out of pocket
I'm a put you in the rugger beam
Plus my chain heavy
Like I dissected Wolverine
Never scare of drama
If it's beef we can do the thing
I'm a nightmare
You just pussy like a nuvo-ring
I'm a og
Of course i"m not new to thing
Fuck what you heard
Most these rappers misconstruing thing
They tell me dumb it down
I'm overdoing things
This verse in worth a mill
So every word is like 2 and change
I keep a group of things
All my niggas moving things
I keep a group of things
All a nigga do is slang

Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you fuckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you fuckers rap

You see my life
Is on a potiem
Strive to be the best in the game
Because there's only one
In front the judge
I'm a lie like linoleum
And if I get acquitted
I'm a smoke until the bogey done
Always stressed
See my life is pandamonium
But fuck these rappers
Feel my competition only none
See my pride is unmovable
Get on my nerves
I'm a show you what a shooter do
Its hard to hide with technology
I'll google you
Quietly pursue on you
Walk up and put two in you
I got admirers
That try to do what dude can do
But they beats trash
And they rhymes sound stupid too
If I don't know you
I ain't got nothing to prove to you
I deal with hound k9's
Ya'll scooby-do
You testing my patience
To me that's unusual
Confine you to a cubicle
Box for your funeral
I got a couple of spots
That I can move it too
Cause ain't no telling
What a nigga bad mood will do
Dealt with a couple bullets
That I maneuvered though
Then I came back
And r-i-p-ed the whole group of you
Forest gump
Stupid is what stupid do
So i just make sure what i spit
Inside the booth is true
You aggravated i getit
I'm kind of moody too
Best rapper living
I'm just trying tell the truth to you

Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you fuckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you fuckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you fuckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherfucking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you fuckers rap