Dad told me it's a big world
Try to find yourself a good girl
Try to be good try to work hard
Don't give swine your pearls
Wise words from a wise man
Double-check who's your right hand
Cuz even God got double-crossed
Before the cross by a hype man
So I gotta keep it together and get to breaking ankles like the professor
And body everybody when I'm under the pressure
And keep it going forever I'm never ever gonna put the mic down
Keep delivering tight rounds for my crowds
Wack emcees get wiped out, infiltrate their hideouts
You finna see just what the hype bout
When I rise to the top become the goat I'm Mighty Mouse ay!
Cuz I've worked too hard for this
These days I been thanking my God for this
Did you know that I was coming
Never did it for the money
So tell 'em forget about where the profit is
I'm an arsonist set a fire in the booth
I was spitting even when I was formed in the womb
So move we do not rock with you
Man I been a smooth criminal I'm walking on the moon ay!
Cooking 'em take me to the kitchen
Used to visit Martha Stewart up in prison
I don't like people that talk and never listen
They don't see what I mean no they lack vision
I'm always coming with the sickest flows, sickest flows
Quality over quantity that is my ratio
And the way it go and if you didn't know ay!
Man I got nothing to lose
Man I got nothing to lose
Man I got nothing to lose
Gave it my all what could I do?
Man I got nothing to lose ay
Man I got nothing to lose ay
Man I got nothing to lose
Gave it my all what could I do?
So welcome to my debut
Pray that I would break through
They do not want beef in due time
They gonna see only God can save you ay
Flow's sicker they ain't ready
When I pop off cock back aim steady
Pen stay deadly, beast mode scare off a yeti
In the end gonna rise in NY to New Delhi
Stayed dedicated I'm leveling up I'm elevating
No debating that the cadence gonna be amazing
I feel liberated but the boy is captivating
Haters keep hating they irritated guess I gotta get 'em educated
Don't need to raise an arm for me to take 'em to school
Don't need a gun when I got a mic as a tool
On a mission with ammunition to get to the top
Bow! That was just me getting my shot!
So different I'm so driven so roll with it
Mean hooks a mean jab I keep swinging
At my lowest in the fight of my life kickin'
It make you think of Peter Griffin fighting the chicken
So tell me how they wanna cut me up and put me in a box
Take away the heart and then the body's gonna rot
Up against the odds I will never stop
Not about to take a rest I don't see the cops let's go
I put these words together when I battle like it's scrabble
From the apple, tower over any rapper that happens to love to babble
Leave 'em rattled set-up and punch hit like a double barrel, hit like a double barrel
You don't wanna be the one to be made an example of cuz!
Man I got nothing to lose
Man I got nothing to lose
Man I got nothing to lose
Gave it my all what could I do?
Man I got nothing to lose ay
Man I got nothing to lose ay
Man I got nothing to lose
Gave it my all what could I do?