[00:00.00] 作词 : Vincent Jacovelli
[00:32.45]Make room for the king of the jungle
[00:33.87]I was staking the game out and witnessed it crumble
[00:35.79]Now it's different, it got me livid, I'm itching to rumble
[00:37.77]And I won't quit till all of you b*****s are humbled, ugh
[00:40.20]Better come with a next-level approach
[00:41.74]'Cause you know I never settle my vendettas alone
[00:43.64]I'm just better than most, the best ever, the GOAT
[00:45.54]If I'm truly being honest the rest never were close
[00:47.62]They can tell that I come with the ambition
[00:49.60]For turning a rap dream right into a damn living
[00:51.52]Advanced writtens I got have been leaving the fans tripping
[00:53.50]I'll be giving y'all the business right down to my last minute, hoe
[00:55.50]Y'all mad that you running a rat race
[00:57.39]Stuck in the past, ****ing with a couple of classmates
[00:59.25]Puffing the grass but ain't got enough in the gas tank
[01:01.37]Struggle for cash while I **** double my fan base
[01:05.01]Now I'm feeling like I'm Biggie in the booth
[01:04.91]Diddy would approve how we getting busy with the tunes
[01:06.98]Litty with the crew living in a city with a view
[01:08.99]What a feeling when you be watching a million accrue, huh
[01:11.36]Got me feeling like a workaholic
[01:12.96]'Cause I wake up, write another verse and maul it
[01:14.89]When a hater was telling me that my words appalling
[01:16.91]That's the moment that I knew I found the perfect calling, yeah
[01:19.11]Still selling these tight rhymes and melodies
[01:20.83]The rhythm hit your body like five lines of k******e
[01:22.80]They only make songs 'bout white lies and Hennessy
[01:24.73]Y'all get it while it's good 'cause hype dies eventually
[01:26.66]Drive by the enemy, we circling back, b***h
[01:28.65]Leaving you wack rappers in permanent blackness
[01:30.58]Try to relax but I rather work up a classic
[01:32.45]'Cause all my fans itching like I'm serving 'em crack hits
[01:34.86]My shit go cataclysmic
[01:36.46]I know this gon' drive y'all ballistic
[01:38.38]Independent, we never need no assistance
[01:40.31]Take notes homie then get up out of my business
[01:42.28]On the real, y'all are getting ridiculous
[01:44.31]Everybody ****ing thinking that they one in a million
[01:46.14]I don't wanna make a record though with none of you idiots
[01:48.04]Even if you paid a milli, I won't give you the privilege, hoe
[01:50.49]Y'all looking real broke and needy
[01:52.06]I ain't 'bout to give none of you **** hoes a freebie
[01:53.91]Y'all are really delusional but you're mostly greedy
[01:55.93]Won't put in the hard work you just hope it's easy, ugh
[01:57.93]Lames anxious, homie they brains racing
[01:59.69]They mad that our music ain't pulling the same wages
[02:01.83]You want my spot, little homie? Then make changes
[02:03.78]But even if you got it, you never could maintain it
[02:06.13]I'm the illest and it's self-proclaimed
[02:07.68]Y'all ain't rapping about shit but the wealth and fame
[02:09.59]And the second I spit mine I be belching flames
[02:11.38]If I pull up a closed caption it melt ya brain, b***h
[02:13.69]shit's bigger than a popular rap song
[02:15.46]Or all the fake chains you been dropping your cash on
[02:17.34]Got an advance homie, but it's not gonna last long
[02:19.28]You better save face like I'm popping a bath salt
[02:22.02]**** y'all, I'ma keep offending
[02:23.17]Every wack-ass rapper that fiends attention
[02:25.17]Just quit and get a job with a decent pension
[02:27.10]You'd probably be better off with your dreams neglected
[02:29.07]My team finesse dope shit and bleed perfection
[02:31.03]I don't give a **** if I seem pretentious
[02:32.97]I beat to death flows with a lethal vengeance
[02:34.85]And murder the rap game to relieve my tension

作词 : Vincent Jacovelli
Make room for the king of the jungle
I was staking the game out and witnessed it crumble
Now it's different, it got me livid, I'm itching to rumble
And I won't quit till all of you b*****s are humbled, ugh
Better come with a next-level approach
'Cause you know I never settle my vendettas alone
I'm just better than most, the best ever, the GOAT
If I'm truly being honest the rest never were close
They can tell that I come with the ambition
For turning a rap dream right into a damn living
Advanced writtens I got have been leaving the fans tripping
I'll be giving y'all the business right down to my last minute, hoe
Y'all mad that you running a rat race
Stuck in the past, ****ing with a couple of classmates
Puffing the grass but ain't got enough in the gas tank
Struggle for cash while I **** double my fan base
Now I'm feeling like I'm Biggie in the booth
Diddy would approve how we getting busy with the tunes
Litty with the crew living in a city with a view
What a feeling when you be watching a million accrue, huh
Got me feeling like a workaholic
'Cause I wake up, write another verse and maul it
When a hater was telling me that my words appalling
That's the moment that I knew I found the perfect calling, yeah
Still selling these tight rhymes and melodies
The rhythm hit your body like five lines of k******e
They only make songs 'bout white lies and Hennessy
Y'all get it while it's good 'cause hype dies eventually
Drive by the enemy, we circling back, b***h
Leaving you wack rappers in permanent blackness
Try to relax but I rather work up a classic
'Cause all my fans itching like I'm serving 'em crack hits
My shit go cataclysmic
I know this gon' drive y'all ballistic
Independent, we never need no assistance
Take notes homie then get up out of my business
On the real, y'all are getting ridiculous
Everybody ****ing thinking that they one in a million
I don't wanna make a record though with none of you idiots
Even if you paid a milli, I won't give you the privilege, hoe
Y'all looking real broke and needy
I ain't 'bout to give none of you **** hoes a freebie
Y'all are really delusional but you're mostly greedy
Won't put in the hard work you just hope it's easy, ugh
Lames anxious, homie they brains racing
They mad that our music ain't pulling the same wages
You want my spot, little homie? Then make changes
But even if you got it, you never could maintain it
I'm the illest and it's self-proclaimed
Y'all ain't rapping about shit but the wealth and fame
And the second I spit mine I be belching flames
If I pull up a closed caption it melt ya brain, b***h
shit's bigger than a popular rap song
Or all the fake chains you been dropping your cash on
Got an advance homie, but it's not gonna last long
You better save face like I'm popping a bath salt
**** y'all, I'ma keep offending
Every wack-ass rapper that fiends attention
Just quit and get a job with a decent pension
You'd probably be better off with your dreams neglected
My team finesse dope shit and bleed perfection
I don't give a **** if I seem pretentious
I beat to death flows with a lethal vengeance
And murder the rap game to relieve my tension