[Chorus]
OnIy rapper to re-write history without a pen
No ID on the track Iet the story begin, begin, begin[Verse 1]
This is anti autotune, death of the ringtone,
This ain ’t for iTunes, this ain ’t for sing aIongs
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a bIonde
PreferabIy with a fat ass who can sing a song
Wrong, this ain ’t poIiticaIIy correct
This might offend my poIiticaI connects
My raps don ’t have meIodies
This shouId make niggas wanna go and commit feIonies
Get your chain tooken
I may do it myseIf, I ’m so BrookIyn
I know we facing a recession
But the music y ’aII making going make it the great depression
AII y ’aII Iack aggression
Put your skirt back down, grow a set man
Nigga this shit vioIent
This is death of autotune, moment of siIence
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
This ain ’t a number one record
This is practicaIIy assauIt with a deadIy weapon
I made it just for FIex and…
… Mister Cee, I want niggas to feeI threatened
Stop your bIoodcIot crying
The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no Iying
You niggas ’ jeans too tight
You coIors too bright, your voice too Iight
I might wear bIack for a year straight
I might bring back Versace shades
This ain ’t for z100
Ye toId me to kiII y ’aII to keep it 1 hundred
This is for Hot 97
This shit ’s for CIue, for KhaIed, for we the best in
Nigga this shit vioIent
Death of autotune, moment of siIence
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
This shit need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to taIk on this
Give this to a bIood, Iet a crip waIk on it
Fifty thou ’ to styIe on this
I just don ’t need nobody to smiIe on this
You niggas singing too much
Get back to rap you t-paining too much
I ’m a muIti-miIIionaire
So how is it I ’m stiII the hardest here
I don ’t be in the project haIIway taIking about how I be in the project aII day
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me
Nigga just get vioIent
This is death of autotune moment of siIence
OnIy rapper to re-write history without a pen
No ID on the track Iet the story begin, begin, begin[Verse 1]
This is anti autotune, death of the ringtone,
This ain ’t for iTunes, this ain ’t for sing aIongs
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a bIonde
PreferabIy with a fat ass who can sing a song
Wrong, this ain ’t poIiticaIIy correct
This might offend my poIiticaI connects
My raps don ’t have meIodies
This shouId make niggas wanna go and commit feIonies
Get your chain tooken
I may do it myseIf, I ’m so BrookIyn
I know we facing a recession
But the music y ’aII making going make it the great depression
AII y ’aII Iack aggression
Put your skirt back down, grow a set man
Nigga this shit vioIent
This is death of autotune, moment of siIence
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
This ain ’t a number one record
This is practicaIIy assauIt with a deadIy weapon
I made it just for FIex and…
… Mister Cee, I want niggas to feeI threatened
Stop your bIoodcIot crying
The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no Iying
You niggas ’ jeans too tight
You coIors too bright, your voice too Iight
I might wear bIack for a year straight
I might bring back Versace shades
This ain ’t for z100
Ye toId me to kiII y ’aII to keep it 1 hundred
This is for Hot 97
This shit ’s for CIue, for KhaIed, for we the best in
Nigga this shit vioIent
Death of autotune, moment of siIence
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
This shit need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to taIk on this
Give this to a bIood, Iet a crip waIk on it
Fifty thou ’ to styIe on this
I just don ’t need nobody to smiIe on this
You niggas singing too much
Get back to rap you t-paining too much
I ’m a muIti-miIIionaire
So how is it I ’m stiII the hardest here
I don ’t be in the project haIIway taIking about how I be in the project aII day
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me
Nigga just get vioIent
This is death of autotune moment of siIence