Never gonna stop on my rise to the top. The drop is sharp. Baby lemme see what you got. The hotness march through crap on the charts so I'm about to squash all you fuckin' retards. You can't see me cause I'm simply too large and you can't be me cause you got no damned heart. So maybe it seems that I'm always this hard even when you catch me when I need recharged. So I barge through the room like boom here's your doom. I'm the truth. Know it when you enter the booth. What's to lose? Maybe you learn some skills and improve. Maybe you catch a beat get on your grind and groove. but behind how we live man haters disaspprove. It's a game to complain let your twitter fingers loose. They wanna see you hanged with your neck in a noose. yo then its on to the next who's the best in the room. Future colab piece Im working on, as well as a 60 seconf challenge for the week