[Intro]
Yeah n***a (yeah)
Glad you did this fuck boy

[Verse]
Look, I don't usually entertain fuckery
But I don't know what got this n***a
Thinkin' he could fuck with me
The homie told me to murder you in a song
But that bullshit verse wasn't worthy of a response
Nobody never heard of you, am I wrong?
But I got somethin' that'll certainly give him surgery in my palm
Pussy, I'll do you dirty front of your mom
In front of them same dirty n***as that's all
In your video, tell them n***as, watch, get ready
I kill 'em in a few minutes, get your watches ready
You not hot, if you was you would've popped already
Wig shot, SIG pop 'til it drop spaghetti
Your top confetti, man why I even got this petty?
'Cause I kill people for fun, I'm Ox in Belly
To be the best you gotta beat the best, you said it yourself
So basically, you admittin' I was better yourself
So I ain't even gotta do it, shit, you deaded yourself
Put your neck in the guillotine and be headed yourself
Fuck rap, read a book or somethin', better yourself
Diss me and you pay homage, you just credit yourself
Said he wanted to spar, so I'm settlin' it quick
I don't think this n***a know how deadly it could get
I ain't talkin' 'bout a chain or the bezel on my wrist
He wanted bars, I'ma show him that there's levels to this shit
You better do your research
'Fore n***as see you in kings city in front of rest in peace t-shirt
N***a this the S.E. Gang, you know how we work
Chopper go off, n***as run, check how his feet work
This is chess, not checkers, n***a it's my move
But how could I lose? Been killin' n***as since high school
Mentionin' my name that ain't a wise move
'Cause in the booth, I'm a tsunami and a typhoon
Puttin' words together, somethin' that I'm better at
He wanna get in the ring with me, I Mayweather that
You should've picked you another lane instead of rap
Wish it was you that got killed instead of Black
N***a, I'm the machine, I tried to tell him that
Smack with him the back of the shotgun, his head'll crack
You ain't know this the shit that I like doin'
I like chewin' n***as, the shit that I write ruin
A n***a career, I'm right here in my white Ewings
And you'll never get you a ring, you like Ewing
I seen your video, talkin all that faggot shit
Word to West Philly, I'll give this n***a the (?) clip
Chopper make a n***a disappear, that's the magic stick
I'll snatch the rabbit out his hat like a magic trick
For real homie, you ain't ready for how bad it get
I get money and fuck bitches, don't do the battle shit
I hang with the savages that aim at your cabbages
And rain (?) somethin' (?), but'll splatter shit
You ain't in my lane, you a lame and you average
Chopper aim at you and them lames that you rappin' with
Chase money, I don't know what you boys do
'Til in my driveway it's new toys, WOOO, two toys blue
You are not a thug, you a schoolboy duke
In the club, I do the buckets like ScHoolboy Q, n***a
I'm talkin' bottles after bottles, n***a
All I got for you is these hollows, n***a
And lately I been travelin', (?) n***a
In that foreign big boy (?)
I got shot, n***a (?) and my (?) done
I'm RG3 of the shit, ready for week one
If you don't got a gun, you better keep one
Told you I'ma finish you n***a before the week done
The Machine, n***a, that's it, that's all