Dope Boy (4 minute verse)

JC hopping on this banging beat

Spitting hot so hope you can handle the heat

This ain't no elementary conjunction junction

I'm big with the fundamentals like Tim Duncan

Cause it's a spur of the moment whenever I spit

all these hits and tearing up rappers bit by bit

Either that or I shred em like those ninja turtles

and beat their asses faster than Bolt in the hurdles

You battle me, you're bound to see malice

I'm crazier than Ron Artest picking fights at the Palace

Cause no world peace is involved here

That's why compared to me, you're like Mickey Mouse, a musketeer

Flow smooth as vanilla, and colder than ice

My point? Vanilla Ice can disappear for a smaller price

Cause "Ice Ice Baby" was priceless like MasterCard

One and done (Dunn) like Adam, a master of the cards

cause I'm a strikeout machine known for being obscene

and making great big scenes since I was sixteen

So fuck with me, my rhymes will smash your spleen

and have you tumbling like a Mexican jumping bean

Some people don't get how hard I fucking worked just to get to where I'm at

like this one dude from Mass

I'll show my Token of appreciation

by battling him and impulsively starting an altercation

to bring him condemnation, and expose his fabrication

of lies, in my eyes that'll lead to devastation

I'll turn his rhymes to a puddle, they'll start evaporating

Which will only make me better, cause they'll be condensing

straight to me, so fuck if he has bars

Only way he can win is if he REALLY plays his cards

But fuck it, back to what I was doing

Cause everyone will get burned with the shit I'm brewing

Only way you burn people is by fucking with Bunsen

and end up losing pounds like robbers in London

I'm a cold player in this game like Chris Martin

I can't comprehend your shit, it's full of useless jargon

I'm in a class of my own, but I never cut class

I'll beat you so fast, to mask the pain you'll need to take grass

and get high off it then turn it into ash

just to simply get your tank full of gas

But mine will never get empty, I go 0 to 100 real quick

Erasing with a razor, yeah Bic

I'm sicker than MJ with the flu

I drill you rappers cause you're a bunch of screw-

ups that threw your chances away

Now you glorify doing drugs and getting friskay

So fuck the drugs, fuck the money, and fuck a deal

If I were to sign, I'd probably get shit stealed

stolen, whatever same thing

I'm way too fly just to be waiting in the wings

I've struggled with CP my whole entire life

But I'll still disable all of y'all with my rhymes

I'm a maverick never fading away like Dirk Nowitzki

In the end, you'll all get a low spit spree

Oh hell wait that made no sense

But I'll still get my two cents, you're rhymes ain't even dense

Cause all they'll do is sink, whereas mine just swim

You can't light it up, you're no match, you're just dim

Hit the gym and bulk up if want to battle

Call me Aerosmith, cause I'm back in the saddle

And ain't no challenge I can't handle

I'm with your bitch playing ping pong with my paddle

That's what the game sounds like today

Good beats, whack rhymes, and a myriad of clichés

Ah, fuck I just slaughtered this beat

in my house, man ain't this neat

and sweet? No defeats, killing shit on repeat

I'm hungrier than ever, so all I do is eat

If one thing's for sure I'm coming for the elite

with my boy Bee, we the B.O.C.

Enough with this shit, I better take it slow

Nah fuck that, but just know

I'm a dope boy

I'm one of the game's last hope, boy

I'm steady going up on the slope, boy

If you ever get beat, you'll have to cope, boy

You better call the cops on me for rape, boy

When the shit comes out get the tape, boy

And I wouldn't be late, boy

I'm a superhero, no cape boy

I'll leave you blindsided, pull the drapes boy

JC. I'm out. Bitch. Word to Jahlil Beats. Motherfucker.