I'm feeling happier than when your side chick has a miscarriage
Making real shit in the game is like standing at the altar with death, a scary marriage
I spit a few rhymes now I'm blowin up like dry ice
These dudes are watchin like "how can he be this nice"
Poor fools don't understand that you've either got it or you don't
I was born with the bars in my head, tell me to slow down, but I won't
My time is now, and I'm going harder than ever before
After this I'll give you a link, so that you can check the score
I'll be at the top, and I'll be there for a while
I could even take the win purely based on style
It's an unfair match up with anyone against me, in actuality
They say I come to hard, they're calling in brutality
To even get half my votes should be an abnormality
But these voters give pity of a loser, it's a shitty mentality
I'm not here to follow others, this is no formality
But I guess I'll have to or I'm fuckin with legality
That's 16 bars now, that's a whole verse
But I'm gonna give you (insert number) to make it clear who's worse
Why a rhyme scheme like my you'll get farther in a battle
Even if you don't win your name in the intro you'll win respect
But I can't show respect to these guys who are as easily controlled as cattle
They need to step up and show their true selves, cause the fakeness is easy to detect
You'll have to pardon my slang if you're not understanding me
But I ain't no bitch, it's just something I can't be
Even before people see what I've got, they start to beg and plea
Cause they don't want to be my victim like the first three
I can shut your shit down with a "clique" of the fingers like gang signs
You'll probably need rehab after this, just avoid the white lines