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[Intro] Oh [Verse 1] Uh, yeah, I'm raising up a riot Anxiously been waiting, I've been patient, I've been quiet Now it's time to break the silence as we take this series way beyond the pilot Feel like David and I'm aiming at Goliath Any weight class, any damn one, any fake ass Wanna be rap master smashed in my cage match Stick a fork in him like a haystack Butane gas, a match, and make a flame catch Burn 'em all down to ash like a pound of hash 'til I get a brain lapse Yeah, they know I started from the bottom where the flounders at Now I'm a shark, all you fishies'll be down to hatch I'm eating anybody, everybody on the food chains below me So come and see, I produce pain Rich motherfucker, feeling like I'm Bruce Wayne Yeah, I got the juice, I'ma probably leave a few stains Liu Kang with the dragon made of fire Fatality any fighter who be thinking that they nicer I got the eye of the tiger, the rowdiest kind of writer Who be stacking all this dough like Moderna, Johnson Johnson, and Pfizer But what I'm pushing doesn't come with side effects Other than banging your head to the beat 'til you break your neck Yeah, I write hot bars, write hooks, and write checks And your tombstone's what I write next Motherfucker, tell 'em [Chorus] The whole word is my playground Gotta give 'em a show (Oh) And if you get in my way now (Ayy) I'ma make 'em hit the floor (Oh) Rocket fuel in my gas tank (Ayy) Never run low (Oh) And once I get my hands on this shit, I'ma (I'ma) I'ma never let go [Verse 2] Woah-woah-woah Let me get my hands on it And ramble some shit quick, so the fans'll click and like and reshare the clips So analytically, they can see I'm the man with this I'll damage, rip, and tear 'til I make it through From the underground scene to the pay-per-view Peek-a-boo, all of you better take a few steps back, a head's cracked (Say I'm crazy?) True We known that since way back, the facts are facts Sit back, relax, maybe go and grab a snack As I get the microphone and spit a savage rap And blow the world up and bask in the aftermath Yeah, the price going up like it's after-tax My capital gain range is a mass a cash, no matter Any way you looking at it as, I'm big buck hunter Hitting racks on racks Got a crib full of arcade games and clusters Shit is looking like I'm living in a Dave & Buster's Centipede, Pac-Man, Rampage, MK, wanna play? Then I'm Raiden, I'll bring the thunder But I've heard some of these artists complaining About how these streaming services suck and they're barely paying I guess them and their labels got a different arrangement Staying independent's paying off, ain't it? Tell 'em like, uh [Chorus] The whole word is my playground Gotta give 'em a show (Oh) And if you get in my way now (Ayy) I'ma make 'em hit the floor (Oh) Rocket fuel in my gas tank (Ayy) Never run low (Oh) And once I get my hands on this shit, I'ma (I'ma) I'ma never let go
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