Hip Hop is dead all these mother fuckers are fucking it up, Hip Hop is dead all these mother fuckers are fucking it up it's a shame you only in the rap game only for the money and the fame. It's all over Hip Hop is dead all you see is this mumble rap shit niggas are still stuck on that development stage turning on auto tune and sounding like Eric Benain, chocking on dicks when rapping on mics this is why we can't compete you rookies haven't, done enough laps around the track y'all couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, y'all sock puppets fake niggas who claim to run the streets but you weak, niggas act like excones til they get confronted literally slap your face and watch your teeth fly and let's see if you still going to be that big guy, it's clear that I'm the game's fixer mission is possible when I unleash my Tom Cruse you didn't win mother fucker cause I can't lose, 1000 bars these dumbies couldn't stomach my bars they rethar conform they throwing up their pom-poms, you don't want to wrestle with Arm strong we sever blood vessels for messing with the God's poem, everything I made I shitted and all these niggas bite it did you forget my name I just carve it on the side of your, face with a razor Hip Hop is dead.