Keep talkin 'bout me that is your first mistake And now they're shakin' like a Japanese earthquake You say I'm fake huh? I say you are the coward So call me He-Man bitch because I have the power And if I'm feasting, I'll leave your whole career devoured Ya'll seem pussies, now you are de-flowered By the most wicked by the most hated You can call me dick and I'll call you condoms 'cause you always seem to be on in Yeah you're thinking your words are really gonna take me under I'm more concerned about the condoms that I broke in your mothers You must feel smothered, seeing my label everywhere While you're trying to promote so hard and no one even fucking cares You're lucky if you move 5 units in a single month I smell the stench of pussy, I must be dissing cunts You keep talkin 'bout how you're from the streets But that don't change the fact I'ma feed your family you're a straight to dvd release You wanna step up bitch, be ready cause my flow is sharp, I'm a lyrical machette ........ you weak ass internet wannabees, no matter what you're saying you ain't stoppin me You ain't making moves, you're a mockery And all your flows are best ................. Wanna talk shit you then step your game up Cause compared to me you spit piss at a dixie cup I'm at a point where I wish you didn't suck so for once I can have a challenge But your rhymes are small because you gotta compensate for your weak excuse of a wannabee fallacy This is my palace, and bitch you are the entertainment I'm on the road motherfucker, you are the pavement
[Chorus] You keep on talking 'bout me, so now I'm talking back And now that I'm talking back all you bitches be like (don't hurt me) Please Sick (don't hurt me) I can't take it, (no more) Don't wanna face ya, (no more) You keep on talkin 'bout me, with all your weak attacks And now that I'm talking back all you bitches be like (don't hurt me) Please Sick (don't hurt me) I can't take it, (no more) Don't wanna face you, (no more)