Shit on 'Em

I'm the face of the culture, eating these niggas like, vultures,

I'm all the rage, call me the hulk, taking the stage, like its my home,

I'm the king, this is my throne, this is my zone, I kick you out, you all alone,

I've heard you rap, you lack the tone, do you have a mic, it sounds like a phone,

I go wild on the beat, I go a while on the beat, but you only last a minute,

When you beat, then you're finished, but I guess you have been, you has been,

Trying to be a once was, but you're facing a now and forever, your endeavors,

Are over your head, I leave you dead, on the street, knocked you straight off

Your feet, throwing fire like its bolas de fuego, building these lines, so simple,

Like legos, lego my eggo, and get off your ego, your bars equal zero,

Z-E-R-O, also equals your numbers of, hoes, also equals the number of toes,

You have after I chop you to bits, because my bars are so sharp, remember me,

When you hear the devil's harp, played in C-Sharp,