No Guts, No Glory

I need who
Spin you on your own tune If I came through
No PHD It'll be 1st degree murder trust me if I kill you
You think that am not worthy jump
On a tune with me let's see whos certy
You'll be like wo wo wo
Yeah I know you don't wanna see me play dirty
You're so lost
Your not drake don't think that you're so far gone
Think you're a don reverse that word your finished when I get the nod
I am your pops watch how I rain on you my god
Cause you'll never shine without my son
Neo in the Matrix MCs know I'm the one
Am a big vet your just a wretch
I ain't Lion King am not three two
Call This Metaphorical slaughter man
On fire like Denzel kidnap your daughter
I am the best does it sound like am messing
My comebacks got set man sweating
Shine like a pinkie my bars got ya brains hurting
Trevor I will spin like Nelson
We're so different I am not coming to your shows
I'll never turn up I'll give you that Wiley treatment
You're a bitch like Minogue dis is punch
Line work I'll give you that Kylie treatment
Killed you once give you CPR yeah I call that reviving treatment
Act like Jay Z run what town ay fuck boy give you that Ether treatment
We're so distant
I'm Usain Bolt and I'm Mo Farrah to you my career is so long distance
How do you think of the shit that you
Spit your like Ri can you come and teach me
I got the power I'll ghost write for
You like Quentin Miller if you got fiddys

I don't give a fuck who you are
Say that I fell off its calm
What you gonna say now am coming back hard
I got spirits in me and bars and a
Whole lot more that will buss out ya clart
I don't give a fuck who you are
Say that I fell off its calm
What you gonna say now am coming back hard
I got spirits in me and bars and a
Whole lot more that will buss out ya clart

This grime tings not a joke ting come with barz like Chris and Kem
You'll get spun out the game like Chun-Li RIP God bless amen
Bad boy spitter yeah I know tell me something that I don't know
You don't wanna bar with me on this form
Jessica Fletcher murder she wrote
Right in the morgue where you'll get thrown
Jack and the beanstalk yeah I've grown
I'm straight back like your spinal cord new identity Jason's Bourne
Just like that back where I left off just like that
How do you do that just like that reload bar yeah just like that
I find this so easy
Go ask Stevie Wonder why you can't see me
Cause am over ya head like a beanie
I get the fans gassed up the a BP
I was in the hood yeah wearing a BP
Go ask Bija go ask Titch
I was on the money flex tryna get rich
Paid in the full oh you wanna be Mitch
So you wanna be Mitch
I'll dipset like Camron leave you in a ditch
Back in the day Claremont was the strip
I rep my endz sick
Hustlers drug dealers gang bangers cameras that's how man got lynched
They'll be like how do you flow this
How do you think of the bars you spit
I don't know am sick am sick throwing up bars that's it that's it
I see youngers coming up quick Meekz's vibe it's lit it's lit
Chasing dreams heard your on a Meek ting
You don't wanna go back to back you'll quit
Your just saying everything that they
Know hush ya mout that's it that's it

I don't give a fuck who you are
Say that a fell off its calm
What you gonna say now am coming back hard
I got spirits in me and bars and a
Whole lot more that will buss out ya clart



Credits
Writer(s): David Steven James Hindley, Rio Fidel Nelson
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