Lucky you

[00:09.00] Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah

[00:14.03] Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it

[00:17.00] I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it

[00:20.50] All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it

[00:23.50] I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon (ey, yah yah)

[00:26.50] Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules

[00:29.75] I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose

[00:32.75] Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food

[00:35.99] Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you

[00:36.74] Fuck you too, woo!

[00:40.50] Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move

[00:43.50] Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice

[00:46.51] Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot

[00:49.75] Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice

[00:50.77] Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall

[00:51.26] Turn my back on you, all of you finished

[00:52.25] Back to these bullets, it's back to the job

[00:54.50] Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin'

[00:58.02] Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin'

[00:59.25] These packs and I'm actually pumpin'

[01:00.00] Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin'

[01:01.26] You mighta went platinum, but that don't mean nothin'

[01:03.23] I'm actually buzzin' this time

[01:05.00] Straight out the kitchen, I told 'em the oven is mine

[01:06.50] I do not fuck with you guys

[01:08.27] If I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time

[01:09.99] I ain't no gangster but I got some bangers

[01:11.25] Some chains and some blades and a couple of knives

[01:12.76] Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree

[01:15.00] My twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies (ay)

[01:16.50] I run at you hard like a sumo (sumo)

[01:18.00] They say I talk like a chulo (chulo)

[01:19.26] I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno (woo)

[01:20.50] Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo (rah)

[01:22.23] You play your cards, I reverse on you all

[01:24.25] And I might just drop 4 like a Uno (bup)

[01:25.00] Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo (Joyner)

[01:27.27] They've invented a level up in the ghetto to ghetto

[01:29.00] Lookin' for somethin' I prolly can never find now

[01:30.29] Shit get relevant until the beef die down

[01:32.25] In truth a nigga just really want me tied down

[01:34.00] I've been alone and I never needed nobody

[01:36.73] Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down

[01:37.51] Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle

[01:38.73] I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now

[01:40.26] I said ain't no love for the other side

[01:41.99] Or anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner)

[01:43.77] When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog who never lost hope (yeah)

[01:46.27] You in the wrong cab down the wrong path

[01:47.99] Nigga, wrong way, wrong road (woo)

[01:49.75] Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast

[01:50.51] I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower (vroom!)

[01:52.25] I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it

[01:55.00] This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it

[01:58.22] I done won a couple Grammys but I sold my soul to get 'em

[02:01.00] Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition

[02:04.03] Fuck's the difference?

[02:05.25] I'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules

[02:09.01] Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose

[02:11.01] I've been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full

[02:13.79] I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me

[02:16.75] Fuck you think? (woo!)

[02:18.49] I got a couple of mansions

[02:20.00] Still I don't have any manners

[02:21.49] You got a couple of ghost writers

[02:22.49] But to these kids it don't actually matter

[02:24.27] They're askin' me, "What the fuck happened to hip-hop?"

[02:25.74] I said, "I don't have any answers."

[02:27.25] 'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album

[02:28.50] It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers

[02:30.00] And actually comin' from humble beginnings

[02:31.73] I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning

[02:33.02] I wish I could say "What a wonderful feeling!"

[02:34.50] "We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling!"

[02:36.50] But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability

[02:38.50] To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me

[02:39.75] The inability to pen humility

[02:41.75] Hatata batata, why don't we make a bunch of

[02:43.25] Fuckin' songs about nothin' and mumble 'em?

[02:44.97] Fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular

[02:46.02] Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up

[02:47.75] Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck

[02:48.75] About the ones that were here before you that made rap

[02:50.74] Let's recap, way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks

[02:53.22] ADATs, where the G Raps and Kanes at?

[02:54.50] We need 3 Stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back

[02:57.01] 'Cause half of these rappers have brain damage

[02:59.48] All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap

[03:01.51] I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad

[03:03.51] But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat

[03:05.50] That would take that feed-back and aim back, I need that

[03:08.24] But I think it's inevitable

[03:09.24] They know what button to press or what lever to pull

[03:10.50] To get me to snap though (lil bitch)

[03:11.51] And if I'm payin' attention I'm probably makin' it bigger

[03:12.50] But you've been takin' ya dicks in the fuckin' back, ho (get it?)

[03:14.18] On the brink, any minute got me thinkin' of finishin'

[03:16.00] Everything with acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits

[03:17.25] I'm asleep at the wheel again

[03:18.25] As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent

[03:19.75] Of another beat I'ma kill again

[03:21.25] 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again

[03:22.25] Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin

[03:23.51] It better be at least 70 or 300 milligram

[03:25.27] And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again

[03:27.00] Levels to this shit, I got an elevator

[03:28.25] You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker

[03:30.00] I sound like a broken record every time I break a record

[03:31.26] Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater

[03:33.50] Motherfucker, now I got a right to be this way

[03:35.25] I got spite inside my DNA

[03:36.76] But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy

[03:40.00] It's the moment y'all been waitin' for

[03:42.00] Like California wishin' rain would pour

[03:43.52] In that drought, y'all been prayin' for

[03:44.51] My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw

[03:46.00] Still the same Marshall, that outlaw

[03:48.79] That they say as a writer might've fell off

[03:51.02] I'm back on that bull like the cowboys

[03:52.02] So y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move

[03:55.25] Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice

[03:58.50] Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot

[04:01.25] Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice