Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
Yeah
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops
Daybed, iPod
May-back, Maybach
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Payless, high-tops
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, icebox
Thats how much we have in common yah!
Thats how much we have in common whoa!
Up on this mic when were on it yah
Thats how much we have in common yuh!
Thats how much we have in common woo!
Thats how much we have in common
We are not alike, theres nada like us on the mic yah!
I dont do Jordans and Audemars
I do explosions and Molotovs
Yall blowin smoke as if yall aint washed
I blow the smoke from the car exhaust
Flyin to a party I am not invited to, feelin like the streets need me
I aint gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy
I dont gotta hire goons
Id rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely
The sky is blue, the tires is new
The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy
Why these dudes tryna figure out
How to do a freestyle as fly as me? Why?
Im confused tryna figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G
Everybody doin chick joints
Probably rob these little dudes at fist point
Member everybody used to bite Nickel
Now everybody doin Bitcoin
We dont got nothin in common no!
We dont got nothin in common no!
Yall into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups
On them uppers-and-downers woo!
Im into stuff like doublin commas
Find me a brother whos solid
To count the shit up and then bust the shit down
If the cops hit us up, we can flush the shit down
We cannot give a fuck, shit, a fuckin colonic
Sellin your cock and your butt for a follower
Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff
Now you slippin, call it a power trip, a product of politics
Yall went from profit and toppin the charts
To dropped in the park in a pile of shit
Knowledge is power, but powerless
If youve got it and you do not acknowledge it
Yall music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it
Hirin strippers, prostitutes retirin
We can spit it for ya advance
Im fit to be king, youre cut out to fit in Prince pants
You niggas
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops
Daybed, iPod
May-back, Maybach
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Payless, high-tops
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, icebox
Thats how much we have in common yah!
Thats how much we have in common whoa!
Up on this mic when were on it yah
Thats how much we have in common yuh!
Thats how much we have in common woo!
Thats how much we have in common
We are not alike, theres nada like us
You say youre affiliated with murderers, killas ayy!
The people you run with are thuggin gang!
But you just a wannabe gunna gang!
Like you was gonna do somethin
Actin like you catchin bodies ayy!
And you got juice, lil youngin, you buggin
You aint never even been charged in connection with battery
Bitch, you aint plugged in to nothin
Rap God spit lyrical bullets pew!
And gats cock, your partners better tool up
This has not to do with muscular
But have guns for sure, you better put a
Strap on, other words if youre gonna
Roll up with your gang youre gon need a arsenal
Cause this bar is over your head
So you better have arms if youre gonna pull up skrrt!
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?
This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin himself
He wants to keep up his tough demeanor
So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na
But next time you dont gotta use Tech N9ne
If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun
And Im talkin to you
But you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly
I dont use sublims and sure as fuck dont sneak-diss
But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie
I keep on telling you motherfuckers
But just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories
Jarred like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly
I respond rarely, but this time Shady bout to sound off
Like a fuckin cocked semi-Glock demi-god
Let me put a fuckin silencer on this little
Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin shots at me
Youre not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew
Obviously, Im not gettin through
We can get it poppin like Redenbach, lettin off like Remy Ma
Heavy artillery, Godzilla, harsh with a hard shell
With a motherfucking heart bigger than Bizarres belly
Only time youll ever say I lost
Youll be talkin bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy
Just to try to get me off, and you better hope I dont call Trick Trick
Bitch, this shit dont fly in our city
Punk, you dont disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy
Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me
That Ill be the most hated, though made it
So that theres no shame, its okay to own it
Cause life is a bitch, shes a bow-legged hoe
But now those days are over
I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open
My code name is groper, I role play with lotion
I fuck the whole world then I throw away the Trojan
Old lederhosen with home-made explosives
I blow eighty holes in you
Dont make me go in, I OJ the flows and
Im insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman
Im throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole
As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin
I double-edge sword it cause one place I poke and
I stick and I turn in a rotating motion
Invisible with the pen, Im at the pinnacle of sick individuals
Stick my dick and put the tip in at minimal
Im fuckin these syllables, I let em lick on my genitals
Im a fucking invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick
A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable
That you bitches fuckin with, the original
I consider me and Nickel identical, but not us
The only thing we have in common is Im a dick and you suck
Otherwise one has nothin to do with the other
None come close to skunk, bug, soldier
Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older
Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster
Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster
Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster!
Thats how much we have in common yah!
Thats how much we have in common whoa!
Up on this mic when were on it yah
Thats how much we have in common yuh!
Thats how much we have in common woo!
Thats how much we have in common
We are not alike, theres nada like us
Man, fuck this shit, lets go