Split Mode
Yeah,
I'm just gonna get straight to the point (Yup)
Jack Cobe, let's go (Uh!)
Take it back to the basics, traces
Since 1996 lotta MC's made a lotta changes
Coming from all different races, places
Been writing the book from blank pages
Killin' em stages
I been a lotta places, seen a lotta faces
Everybody wanna be a Matrix
Seen chicks doing tricks to hop on dicks
Naaah, you ain't gotta guess who's back
And you ain't gotta guess who's spittin' bars on the track
Hold my back, I'm about to attack
You gonna be lack 'cause I'm about to break yo neck
Don't be wack you might get smacked and wrapped like a snack
Gotta get a paycheck? Blow crack, make no sense
And hit the blackjack why can't you be just like Kodak Black? (Yep)
He's the goat, every single like he's sayin' is something to quote
Take a note he's the shit
You better than Pac and Big? That's a good joke
My man, you're a joke and I guess you gotta be mentally broke
Cause if Pac and Big were alive,
All of these immature kids would choke now let's go
Streets is full of hoes and snitches
See ya boy wanna get money fuck bitches
You wanna be a man that's good to know
Then why do you still act like a hoe
Made a promise, you don't wanna break that
See one shot, gotta take that
Anybody wanna fight you gotta do what you do
Speak what you think 'cause you don't wanna fake that
Y'all bitches know what it is
You don't wanna mess with this, this ain't no diss
You got a gun but if I'm in the game every time ya'll shoot you'll miss (Yup)
And if you ain't got what it takes
You ain't got nothing that makes
You look like a man fosho you fucked
Cause if I shoot you with my lyrical gun I'll go ten outta ten
Show me what you got, my shit is hot
I just been givin' some fucks you been trippin' a lot, trippin a lot
The way I'm setting it up I'm crazy, I gotta be crazy (Uh)
I step in the game you Swayze, you gotta be Swayze
You gotta be Swayze
All the shit I been through (shit I been through)
Gets me popping' all the way better sicker that you (sicker than you)
And if you ever come across my name
All you gotta do is give me a reason to slaughter you (give me a reason to slaughter you)
N-N-N-Now take a walk with me, talk with me
You wanna fight me? Wanna show me what you got
Wanna joke with me? That's a pain in the ass
Imma kick yo ass if you really wanna fuck with me
Honestly all I wanna do is Hip Hop constantly
Probably that ain't what these bitches wanna do
Just a wannabe, you ain't shit now follow me
Every time you see me tip tap on the beat
Cause I keep keeping' Hip Hop on the heat
Cause I'm deep-diggin' into crazy shit about
All of you motherfuckers holy shit
Cause I ain't gotta hella money
But I gotta hella rhymes you to fuck with
Gotta hella mighty flow you to rock with
Got bars about all of you motherfuckers about to be stuck with (Yup)
I'm fed up with seeing the fake
I'm fed up with looking for shot to take
I seemed to be far away but I guess all this time I just been wide awake (Aha)
I been writing and writing and rhyming
I been dreaming and dreaming and dreaming
Now all of you bitches are 'bout to get numb, hold up (Huh)
Cause all I see is everybody wanna be me
Imma show you how to do it anybody wanna see me
Now you better listen to me if I gotta go and get it
Then you gotta try to fuckin' let it go and this is how you take a shit and set it
Everybody acting like a motherfuckin' rabbit
Because I see all 'em haters bitchin' when I'm flowin' at it
Always gonna be a hater, so you better take a butter
Rub it on yo booty 'cause I'm gonna kick it motherfucker
This is how you wanna rap, you're in trap
Mr. Flow is spitting' at it with a Boom Bap
Yep-yep, what up lil' fanboy
Up in your face, take it like a man boy
I'm addicted to Hip Hop ain't no way to step back
Try to go at me boy I'm Mr. Clapback
You'll lack 'cause you lil' wack
I wanna do what you do, be just like you
They say I sound like a shit and I know that it's true, know that it's true
I'm switchin' my switchin' my hoes like my flows, switchin' my flows like my clothes
Always been far from this Hip Hop shit nobody knows, nobody knows
Huh, that's Lil Uzi for ya dreamin' and screaming' about it
Drippin' and trippin' about it
Half of these boys got it fuckin' with Illuminati
What you gonna do about it every time you picture me
Going down into history
I blow the fuck outta mic, we're not alike
What I do in one verse, you do it in your whole career psyche
I-I'm the clutch
Remember the name Biatch
Show me what you got, my shit is hot
I just been givin' some fucks you been trippin' a lot, trippin a lot
The way I'm setting it up I'm crazy, I gotta be crazy (Uh)
I step in the game you swayze, you gotta be swayze
You gotta be swayze
All the shit I been through (shit I been through)
Gets me popping' all the way better sicker that you (sicker than you)
And if you ever come across my name
All you gotta do is give me a reason to slaughter you (give me a reason to slaughter you)
Yeah
I'm barely getting started
And all of you bitches out there
Better watch out
Jack Cobe
Remember the name
Let's go
I'm just gonna get straight to the point (Yup)
Jack Cobe, let's go (Uh!)
Take it back to the basics, traces
Since 1996 lotta MC's made a lotta changes
Coming from all different races, places
Been writing the book from blank pages
Killin' em stages
I been a lotta places, seen a lotta faces
Everybody wanna be a Matrix
Seen chicks doing tricks to hop on dicks
Naaah, you ain't gotta guess who's back
And you ain't gotta guess who's spittin' bars on the track
Hold my back, I'm about to attack
You gonna be lack 'cause I'm about to break yo neck
Don't be wack you might get smacked and wrapped like a snack
Gotta get a paycheck? Blow crack, make no sense
And hit the blackjack why can't you be just like Kodak Black? (Yep)
He's the goat, every single like he's sayin' is something to quote
Take a note he's the shit
You better than Pac and Big? That's a good joke
My man, you're a joke and I guess you gotta be mentally broke
Cause if Pac and Big were alive,
All of these immature kids would choke now let's go
Streets is full of hoes and snitches
See ya boy wanna get money fuck bitches
You wanna be a man that's good to know
Then why do you still act like a hoe
Made a promise, you don't wanna break that
See one shot, gotta take that
Anybody wanna fight you gotta do what you do
Speak what you think 'cause you don't wanna fake that
Y'all bitches know what it is
You don't wanna mess with this, this ain't no diss
You got a gun but if I'm in the game every time ya'll shoot you'll miss (Yup)
And if you ain't got what it takes
You ain't got nothing that makes
You look like a man fosho you fucked
Cause if I shoot you with my lyrical gun I'll go ten outta ten
Show me what you got, my shit is hot
I just been givin' some fucks you been trippin' a lot, trippin a lot
The way I'm setting it up I'm crazy, I gotta be crazy (Uh)
I step in the game you Swayze, you gotta be Swayze
You gotta be Swayze
All the shit I been through (shit I been through)
Gets me popping' all the way better sicker that you (sicker than you)
And if you ever come across my name
All you gotta do is give me a reason to slaughter you (give me a reason to slaughter you)
N-N-N-Now take a walk with me, talk with me
You wanna fight me? Wanna show me what you got
Wanna joke with me? That's a pain in the ass
Imma kick yo ass if you really wanna fuck with me
Honestly all I wanna do is Hip Hop constantly
Probably that ain't what these bitches wanna do
Just a wannabe, you ain't shit now follow me
Every time you see me tip tap on the beat
Cause I keep keeping' Hip Hop on the heat
Cause I'm deep-diggin' into crazy shit about
All of you motherfuckers holy shit
Cause I ain't gotta hella money
But I gotta hella rhymes you to fuck with
Gotta hella mighty flow you to rock with
Got bars about all of you motherfuckers about to be stuck with (Yup)
I'm fed up with seeing the fake
I'm fed up with looking for shot to take
I seemed to be far away but I guess all this time I just been wide awake (Aha)
I been writing and writing and rhyming
I been dreaming and dreaming and dreaming
Now all of you bitches are 'bout to get numb, hold up (Huh)
Cause all I see is everybody wanna be me
Imma show you how to do it anybody wanna see me
Now you better listen to me if I gotta go and get it
Then you gotta try to fuckin' let it go and this is how you take a shit and set it
Everybody acting like a motherfuckin' rabbit
Because I see all 'em haters bitchin' when I'm flowin' at it
Always gonna be a hater, so you better take a butter
Rub it on yo booty 'cause I'm gonna kick it motherfucker
This is how you wanna rap, you're in trap
Mr. Flow is spitting' at it with a Boom Bap
Yep-yep, what up lil' fanboy
Up in your face, take it like a man boy
I'm addicted to Hip Hop ain't no way to step back
Try to go at me boy I'm Mr. Clapback
You'll lack 'cause you lil' wack
I wanna do what you do, be just like you
They say I sound like a shit and I know that it's true, know that it's true
I'm switchin' my switchin' my hoes like my flows, switchin' my flows like my clothes
Always been far from this Hip Hop shit nobody knows, nobody knows
Huh, that's Lil Uzi for ya dreamin' and screaming' about it
Drippin' and trippin' about it
Half of these boys got it fuckin' with Illuminati
What you gonna do about it every time you picture me
Going down into history
I blow the fuck outta mic, we're not alike
What I do in one verse, you do it in your whole career psyche
I-I'm the clutch
Remember the name Biatch
Show me what you got, my shit is hot
I just been givin' some fucks you been trippin' a lot, trippin a lot
The way I'm setting it up I'm crazy, I gotta be crazy (Uh)
I step in the game you swayze, you gotta be swayze
You gotta be swayze
All the shit I been through (shit I been through)
Gets me popping' all the way better sicker that you (sicker than you)
And if you ever come across my name
All you gotta do is give me a reason to slaughter you (give me a reason to slaughter you)
Yeah
I'm barely getting started
And all of you bitches out there
Better watch out
Jack Cobe
Remember the name
Let's go
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Writer(s): Hakob Babayan
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