And it goes on Kill a pussy nigga with his pantyhose on The gun is equipped for what ever hand it goes on To kill a backpack nigga with his Jansport on Geek ass nigga Dweeb ass nigga Never had a G-pass nigga 'Bout to ski mask his ass and eat fast nigga Pull the heat fast and blast And leave that nigga With his seat back nigga I'm a number one nigga in no time I been waiting for a nigga to give me the showtime In the jungle waiting for you to slip on the oak vine I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram Chris Brown tried, nigga failed both times I done took ya page to a million in a day If you ask me, nigga, I'm ya motherfucking cosign I'ma hit the pussy ass nigga with a clothesline I'ma have to catch a nigga slipping in my own time I just took the flame on a private ass plane Out to Massachusetts, catch this nigga slipping in his hometown Ya see what go around come around and go around So I got his hoe going round like it go around Let these niggas know I'm not the one to toe-to-toe around Singing ass nigga not the one to leave your hoe around I'm about to hit him with the end of the K Word to my niggas in Heaven I'm 'bout to send em away I'm exhausted I kill this nigga two times 24 hours man this shit been a repetitive day Nigga tell me is it Joyner Lucas, Lucas Joyner? I'm the nigga who destroy ya Coupe deploy ya, label drop ya, who's the lawyer? Buy ya contract from them back and be who employ ya Oops, I'm going, who's condoning? Juice and jonesing Met ya bitch she too conjointed Tryna ask this pussy ass nigga who the fuck want smoke But the lightskin niggas in ya crew too spooked to join in I'm a nasty nigga, then you could ask these nigga The shotty dumping popping up outta the backseat, nigga I'm 'bout to leave his body bloody like a maxi, nigga I tax these niggas, get at these niggas, attack these niggas The venom is arachne, nigga I'm 'bout kill da man and da man that done backed these niggas And blam any man that'll try to dap you niggas And clap any stan fan that attract you niggas See ya daddy was a musician that never made it 'Cause when you was born nigga it was you or him Shattered knowing he would never make it as an artist And the odds of his life prolly be 2 to 1 But I give it to him 'cause he didn't run I guess he figured, "man when you look at it in a nutshell All I got is a failed music career and My revenge is giving that shit to my son" Nigga I'ma flossy nigga They try to toss me nigga The 45th I get em off me nigga I block niggas Chris Bosh these niggas I got figures pish posh to niggas I dump niggas, jump, criss cross these niggas The pump leave 'em slumped, in the car seat nigga The skunk in the trunk was an awkward nigga That thought he didn't need to have caution with him A cornball with a Boston fitted I said hold up my nigga man this shit crazy You fucked AYLEK$ man that shit crazy Nigga said he out here running threesomes with the Nigga that's in court dealing with the kid cases I'ma hit a stain then I hit a bad one Pull up on the nigga hold em up for ransom I got five plaques this year, you did a whole song with Eminem and still don't even have one nigga Damn, my lil homie that’s a bad one nigga Really feel bad for you it's a sad one nigga Hold your head steady maybe you could have one nigga Hit me for a hook and maybe get a plaque young nigga Shout go out to Wayno and Ak my nigga Tomorrow they'll be talking 'bout you got smacked young nigga From the pack my nigga I'm keeping this shit a stack, my nigga That "Litty" verse was wack, my nigga They go hard my dawg, but I go harder nigga Atcha head with the fade like a barber nigga Try to come for the boat and I'ma harbor niggas Be smart like a Harvard nigga don't start with niggas And he got a problem with us But nigga, I know how to solve it nigga This is my son I'ma tell 'em like Star Wars, "Lucas, I am your father" nigga You a perpetrating, work for hire, twerk for payment Busta Rhyme impersonating, worthless baby, irks him daily Hurts to say it, burger flipping, birthed in 80s Tryna be a 90s baby, thirty something tryna chase it Tryna make it, rocks designer, kinda fakes it Hates to face it That he'll never be a nigga that be placed for A-list, niggas damn Here's what he's thinking right now "I'm Joyner Lucas, why did I start it with this guy? Tory Lanez coming back what am I gonna do this time? They ain't like none of my diss lines Everybody knows I can spit it in quick time Even if the lines is as shitty as 6ix9ine's But this time they ain’t really letting me get by Fuck I'm finna do with this shit now? Damn I know this nigga finna be wild Knowin' this nigga bout to kill me on it OD now Don't nobody ever wanna book me for a show I ain't got no songs when I go I spit freestyles Try to make songs 'bout depression But nobody ever get it So I take it out on popping niggas beats now I ain't never ever trapped I ain't never slung a gat But the world don't know so fuck it, I'm a G now" Man, what the fuck wrong with him? I know something wrong with him I got a hundred bunch o' bullets 'bout to put 'em all in him Nigga walked in with a hundred rounds in him And he's seen a nigga chicken I was comin' down in it Glock nine nigga gotta run around with it I'ma son a nigga, keep it at least one-a-round with it Backpack niggas ain't sellin' no records Better dumb it down with it when you come around with it
さあ、ショータイムだ。パンスト野郎を殺し、リュック野郎も殺す。銃はいつでも誰にでも向けられる。Gパスなんか持ったことないオタク野郎、マスクをかぶって素早く食い尽くす。シートベルトを締めてな、俺はすぐにトップに立つ。ジャングルで待ち伏せ、オークのツルに足を取られたお前を襲う。エミネムでもお前をインスタで100万フォロワーにできなかった。クリス・ブラウンも失敗した。俺はお前のページを1日で100万にした。俺はお前の保証人だ。プライベートジェットでマサチューセッツへ飛び、故郷でお前を襲う。因果応報だ、お前の女も俺のもの。Kの銃口でお前を仕留める。天国の仲間たちに誓って、お前をあの世に送る。24時間、同じことの繰り返しだ。俺はJoyner LucasかLucas Joynerか？お前を破壊する男だ。契約を買い戻してやる。お前の女はイカれてる。お前の取り巻きはビビッて参加しない。ショットガンが後部座席から飛び出す。血まみれにしてやる。毒蜘蛛のようにお前を襲う。お前の仲間も、ファンも皆殺しだ。お前の父親は売れないミュージシャンだった。お前が生まれた時、彼の人生は終わった。アーティストとして成功することはなかった。2対1の確率で負けた。でも彼は逃げなかった。失敗した音楽のキャリアと復讐はお前に託された。俺は派手な男、邪魔する奴は排除する。45口径で奴らを撃ち落とす。クリス・ボッシュのようにブロックする。俺は金持ちだ、お前らをボコボコにする。車の中で死体を放置する。トランクの中のスカンク野郎は用心深くなかった。ボストンの帽子をかぶった間抜け野郎。AYLEK$と寝たクレイジーな奴。子供を法廷に引きずり出した奴と3Pしただと？俺は悪い奴らを襲う。身代金を要求する。俺は今年5枚のプラチナレコードを獲得した、お前はエミネムと曲を書いても一枚もない。可哀想な奴め、頭を下げて俺に頼めば一枚くらいやる。WaynoとAkに感謝しろ。明日はお前がボコボコにされたと話題になる。俺は真実を語る。「Litty」のバースはダサかった。奴らは頑張ってるが、俺はもっと頑張る。床屋のようにフェードで頭を刈る。俺のボートを狙うなら港に沈める。ハーバードの学生のように賢くあれ。俺に喧嘩を売るな。問題があれば解決してやる。スターウォーズのように言う、「ルーカス、私はお前 の父親だ」。お前は偽物だ、バスタ・ライムのモノマネ野郎。80年代生まれの90年代気取り。30代でまだ夢を追いかけている。デザイナーを着て虚勢を張る。Aリストにはなれない現実を直視しろ。今頃こう考えているだろう。「Joyner Lucas、なぜこいつと喧嘩を始めたんだ？Tory Lanezが反撃してきた、どうしよう？俺のディスラインはウケなかった。俺は早くラップできるけど、6ix9ineみたいにダサい。今回は見逃してもらえない。どうすればいいんだ？こいつに殺される。ショーの依頼はもう来ない。持ち歌がないからフリースタイルでラップする。鬱病の歌を作っても誰も理解してくれない。だから有名ラッパーのビートを使う。俺はギャングじゃないけど、ギャングのふりをする」どうしたんだ？こいつはおかしい。銃弾を百発ぶち込んでやる。奴は百発の銃弾を持って現れた。俺が来るとビビッて逃げる。 Glock9で奴を追いかける。俺は最低一発は撃つ。リュック野郎はレコードが売れない。ラップをやめた方がいい。
This shit is easy man Yo it's crazy nigga I'm really-, I'm really-, I'm really being very generous, you know? Like I'm really doing you a favor, it's not a lot of niggas in my status that come down just to, you know, to come down and spank you niggas, pause man It's crazy, but you know I'ma do for you what niggas didn't do for me - that's older brother status So if you blow from this point on, I'm your cosign nigga, you know what it is Ayy Slow, that's facts right? Big facts, word to Ralph, nigga, word to big Jevante too, nigga You know what's going on nigga-, you know what the fuck's going on, nigga One Umbrella gang, nigga
簡単だ。俺は寛大だ。俺の地位の奴がお前らを懲らしめるために降りてくることは滅多にない。俺は兄貴分としてお前にしてやれなかったことをしてやる。もしこれからお前が売れたら、俺のおかげだ。スロー、そうだろ？間違いない。Jevanteもそうだ。One Umbrella Gangだ。
