Lyrics: Skinny Chase/Mark Antoniio Music: Sid Frio Weak men apologetic When the pressure is tight You know my jolly posse Jollier than boogiest nights We're blending all the different Talents like a chef and chop suey The south korean Rileys met the angelino huey Pooey your shit kinda Stank like you passed gas Light up the golden Child beacon like I'm ras kass Shoutouts to sid and james Hustle for the fast cash This is hip hop So brims low and pants sag Mark antoniio's fueled By the liquor λ°°λ‹¬μ˜ λ―Όμ‘± I do come deliver λ‚œ ν•œκ΅­μΈ So I do eat the liver These other crews They're too quick to shiver Allow me to paint you a picture A barrage of insults Chin broke followed By a swift surrender Consider it done I'll reign the victorious In the coldest of winters I am the liquor Spit that verbal elixir La will expose you to more hoods Than a ****in grand wizard Home is where the hatred is Though home is Where my heart's at And the odds of meeting Your demise Are as extensive as my bar tab Reflector vest and a hard at When I proceed to rap We working Personally capture your bounty Zero tolerance for your urchins Nervously you carry on Here for a good time Not a long one You niggas curving Grades meanwhile I'm in a class know my lonesome Wholesome raps doing it Whether in my sleep Deathbed or coma Hand you an l for the hell of it Shit I just had to meet my quota Boa constrictor's grip I rip the mic Tight to infiltrate the venue Move the crowd then viciously Expose the coward within you Mad rapper on the edge Go ahead and push me But you'll find it impossible To overlook me And you're resentful Cuz I rap different Act different I'm mad different And you lack difference Your shit verse mine They react different This here be an ode to All the late night musicians Hell bent on being The next rap mathematician And you're resentful Cuz I rap different Act μ•„ What was it again κ·Έλƒ₯ λ‚΄ κ·Έλƒ₯ 내…