Taking Out The Trash

You didn't want to see me bringing thunder Like I'm undercover Scared cause your calling your mother Oh brother Swift is back with another If you thought I'd be gone after a mixtape You'd be wrong Ding dong I'm at your door ready for more Ready to settle the score Hold till so I can set it straight Open up the book and separate it Cannot get or gate it Still with heat gonna have to put on open mitts For the fire it emits and transmits Burns off your fingertips My main mission is dishing bars so hot That you'll be wishing that this is bad dream Cause I'm taking out the trash You'll be glad I'm getting it over with I'm taking out trash One by one Turning rapper into ashes Powerful like crashes x2 Cause your not even on my level Don't need no idiotic medals Rappers are falling off like flower pedals And there's rising tensions As I'm dispensing sentences And blowing up entrances To illegally enter the premises And you've just messed with the best at this Cause I've taken at the dishes now it's time for the trash