Bar None

With everything I recite now, these hoes start swarmin in which
If my flows in your icloud, then we goin start a storm in this bitch
My nigga pipe down, your music's influenced by Whitney Bobby pills
While I am on fire, been gettin that Ricky Bobby feel
My cognitive ability decline's not beginning
I'm wit your wife in a 8 story buildin plottin a happy endin
I'll come to all of your studios, me and Taylor Swift
And snatch the mic away from you, fuck you
You shouldn't sell a bit
My eminence is eminent, Eminem is the synonym for me
I'm killin em, my condolence I'm sendin em
Ever since they laid mics in my palms, I been on the way to heights to livin large
I hope you stuck in a elevator wit Ray Rice and Solange
On a late night wit a bomb strapped to a lifer who hates life as a con
Snitches sing like Seal, keep ya mouth sealed or get a matchin scar
Designed by a craftsman saw, I'm not what you bastards are
Straight from Jurassic Park
The vowers claimin they body shit pullin triggers to boast
The power behind the Tommy will turn you niggas to ghosts
Bitch I been a threat with wit since Memorex cassettes and disks
Television sets that's heavy set, before the internet exist
I'll hit the gym and flex, the pecs affects your inner pessimist
Bitch who the best, if you suggest its you then this colossal check I'd risk
For due respect, subdue expectations of yours and you'd regret pursuing debt
Disputing god's work cause I am truly that

As an artist, can't even be compared
Highly regarded, way up over your head
I'm awesome at what I do
You don't want no smoke wit a god
I'm awesome at what I do
You don't want no smoke wit a god

There's a discrepancy, I got head on the shoulder from your girl alledgedly
Talk it over wit your knees and your toes before you step to me
She desperately expressed to me what was actably sexually
But I shot her down wit actual weaponry after the treachery
Don't call me no rapper just refer to me as a lyricist
Spirited empiricist who gets irritant wit his therapist during appearances
All you niggas physically frail, I size you up then whip yo ass wit a digital scale
I'm the splittin image of a Albert Einstein with an I'll work 9 sign
With a pouch plannin a faster grind, an outstanding mastermind
All these niggas rap like they 6iine
When I stand up in this booth nigga I'm actually 6'9
I react, you see kids cryin
I'm the monster they shout bout
Download your album, the mouse right click on Oscar the Grouch house
I can teach a class on what timeless is
When the sounds composed is top tier and everyone around knows as in sinuses
Everything that I've written split, overflow due to hidden guilt
R.I.P. Rowdy Piper, everything in my way is gettin kilt
The hood has shaped me, I'm targeted daily
Marketed crazy, even to the narcs our remarks risks safety
Our hearts so bravely's been scarred by it lately they've start to portray me
Less smart or relate me to Sloth from the 80's
I just wanna stick wit a chick wit a nipple piercing
And you just want a chick wit a dick to tickle your ears and

As an artist, can't even be compared
Highly regarded, way up over your head
I'm awesome at what I do
You don't want no smoke wit a god
I'm awesome at what I do
You don't want no smoke wit a god