knock me down freetyle

can i get a woosah please?

though i'm cooler than a poolside breeze

they make me get so oog-a-lee

when they acting like the truth not me

let me show these niggas who i be

i'm the new ali

the future jay go los

you

kobe

shoot your jay like swiss

i'm swiss

i'm switching modes

diss these chicks to get this dough

i'm sick

i'm sick

i'm sick for sure

schizophrenic with the flow

been busting rhymes since busta's rhyme

let me bust this rhyme trying to get some more

baby sip this more

hit this chris with this piff

try this ex

drink this lean

try this crack

yup my swag as high as that

your favorite rapper

he's a joke

nigga

i don't even smoke

i knocked on hip hop's door

no one was home

i had to leave a note

like bitch

i'm here

this my year

disappear

go get some skills

i'm smooth

i'm cool

i'm slick

i'm chill

i'm dope

i'm fresh

i'm sick

i'm ill

nigga

rap is mines

it's like these rappers mimes 'cause they ain't saying shit

i'm a need to talk to these rappers' moms

what's on these rappers minds?

why all these rappers lying? it's like a bunch of lies

all in these rappers lines

i leave these rappers schooled

welcome to swagger school and you ain't shit

without the big whip and flashy jewels

i'm whatever's after cool

then whatever's after that

i ain't on no funny shit

you the one i'm laughing at

l-o-l

o-m-g

your jealousy is showing me

that you could never grow to be as cold as me and vocally

my potency's metallica

you jodeci

pussy nigga ovaries

who over me?

i oversee from the u.s. to overseas and back again

platinum certified

i murder guys then burglarize from swaggerville

mass appeal

black chevy

classic grill

black desey

bastard chill

you bugging the master still

you sucker get clapped for real

now clap for real

applaud the king

i'm trying to bring my squad a ring

you carl malone

long and gone

bitch i gets my balling on

watch what name you calling on and that's just a principle

or you gon' be in trouble like the principal just called ya home

off the dome

pen or pad

iphone it

sidekick it

write it in your blackberry or ancient hieroglyphics

i kicks it doper

iller

lyrically los a killer

and i done stomped the monkey shit outta most gorillas

'cause they just baby apes

heart made of plastic

like some bathing apes

figure deal me real is real

fake is fake

niggas lied on me

bitches stepped on me

cowards hated on me

diddy slept on me

diddy-diddy slept on me

it could of broke my spirits

i could of broke down

but i'm a nightmare

i bet these bitches woke now

or die dreaming

i being fly meaning

can't fall 'cause i'm often sky walking

guys barking up the wrong tree

you can't one on one me

nigga

better zone me

yeah

i kill at hype anger

i'm a life changer

and you so ray j

you must like danger

i tell these niggas that it's worse for the k

i just murdered this shit like first 48 and i'm gone