Get Your Handz Off

From the start to the finish

I'ma bark on contenders

Wanna tarnish my image

I can't promise forgiveness

See I was never like this

My mom's would never like this

And y'all was never like us

That's why y'all never liked us

See I might take your style

Flip it back

make it crack

Sell a couple mil get some stacks

Here you go now take it back

I'm spittin lines of fire

I'm in the line of fire

Designer attire

makin me a sign of desire

I just rhyme to inspire

your favorite line supplier

I run through fan's signs and landmines the size of tires

How many minds inquire

I got mines and acquired

Enough props to make y'all resign and retire

Now hold on

and just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me

Now hold on

and just stomp stomp

Get your hands off me

This is hot as it gets

your shit's not as intense

My flow got 'em convinced

they ain't got at 'em since

My back's against the wall

So if I turn and flee and run from what's in front of me

That won't make no sense at all

They just try'na deceive us like Judas dishonored Jesus

Why you try'na critique this

don't take kindness for weakness

Leave you behind the speakers

body minus some pieces

You got records to sell

I got records to break

You will never excel against me measure the rate

I got too much at stake I just follow my fate

Annihilate and dominate and I ain't even try'na wait

While you hang out

I bang out

Make moves like shots rang out

Wanna know

what my slang 'bout

They be like

"Shut your damn mouth"

Your chances are slim

makin' advances on Jin

While you

shootin' the breeze

I'm dancin' with the wind

This is not your

ordinary

My style

sort of varies

Slaughter you

then your crew

Cause you know

the more the merry

You already know the outcome

so how come you doubt son

Churches without nuns

bankers without funds

Smokin' without lungs

cities without slums

My fans force me

get your ****in' hands off me