Come at You Again
Yeah, two two two thousand and twenty
It's the re-up baby uh
No introduction is really needed
I dedicate this one to all them wack fools
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
Yeah yo listen listen
I'm about to spit some incredible bars
You see me but I'm not really there I'm like a mirage
You ain't real to me you coz I can see right through your facade
There's more to rap than winging bout rappers and talking real hard
Yo I'm speaking up I've kept the peace for long enough
So if I think you wack I'm letting you know about it that's tough love
These rappers are sloppy and what's worse is they're cocky
They try and stop me but they're not on the same level as I'll be
You a bunch of zombies following the most popular trends
Most of y'all fall off when them popular trends end
Mother fuckers try and diss me but I blow them away
They're killing rap just like a mouth full of tooth decay
I hear from the grapevine from the streets you're still bleeding
From when I dropped the bomb on ya left you lyrically defeated
It's been two years now so tell me where's your come back
You're going nowhere sucker just like four flats on a Cadillac
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
Told you not to fuck with me right
Yeah yo
You say you're true and keep it real to the core
You the flesh and blood type enslaved to how you perform
I keeps it real deep down to my spiritual form
I'm back to stop you faggots from desecrating the throne
You rappers lack the intelligence to spit a dope rhyme
Intricate patterns yeah I spit the dope kind
Big ups to my vets who be holding it down
Gotta cut the infected area the time is now
Coz these wack emcees are spreading like a disease
Please you ain't got the skills or the balls like these
I go in a different mind state when I'm up in the zone
My mental structure scientific right down to my chromosomes
I know a dude who says his style way complex
Spitting two words per line you're a true bloody mess
My shit be catastrophic to the simple-minded put 'em in alignment
And wait for my orders to blow their heads off their shoulders come on
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
It's the re-up baby uh
No introduction is really needed
I dedicate this one to all them wack fools
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
Yeah yo listen listen
I'm about to spit some incredible bars
You see me but I'm not really there I'm like a mirage
You ain't real to me you coz I can see right through your facade
There's more to rap than winging bout rappers and talking real hard
Yo I'm speaking up I've kept the peace for long enough
So if I think you wack I'm letting you know about it that's tough love
These rappers are sloppy and what's worse is they're cocky
They try and stop me but they're not on the same level as I'll be
You a bunch of zombies following the most popular trends
Most of y'all fall off when them popular trends end
Mother fuckers try and diss me but I blow them away
They're killing rap just like a mouth full of tooth decay
I hear from the grapevine from the streets you're still bleeding
From when I dropped the bomb on ya left you lyrically defeated
It's been two years now so tell me where's your come back
You're going nowhere sucker just like four flats on a Cadillac
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
Told you not to fuck with me right
Yeah yo
You say you're true and keep it real to the core
You the flesh and blood type enslaved to how you perform
I keeps it real deep down to my spiritual form
I'm back to stop you faggots from desecrating the throne
You rappers lack the intelligence to spit a dope rhyme
Intricate patterns yeah I spit the dope kind
Big ups to my vets who be holding it down
Gotta cut the infected area the time is now
Coz these wack emcees are spreading like a disease
Please you ain't got the skills or the balls like these
I go in a different mind state when I'm up in the zone
My mental structure scientific right down to my chromosomes
I know a dude who says his style way complex
Spitting two words per line you're a true bloody mess
My shit be catastrophic to the simple-minded put 'em in alignment
And wait for my orders to blow their heads off their shoulders come on
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Don't make me come at you again
Don't make me come at you
Coz if I do you'll meet your end (What what)
You ain't real so don't pretend (What what)
Never fuck with me again
I told you not to
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Writer(s): Michael James Goral
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