my-my brother-brother dizz-dizz made this
now it's old versus young
if you autotuned your album
you probably ain't rhymin' for me
i know old has rappers who weep and they kinda bore me
setting fire to these beats
if i'm rapin' classic tracks
it's too old to be statutory
most the rap media so pussy they had me horny
plus they sleepin' on the west
so they tellin' you half the story
first they love the homie em
then they made him a vulture
won't let a hater insult ya
know what i thought about? hmm
without slaughterhouse it's an everyday struggle to watch the state of the culture
that ain't a shot at joe 'cause we was all on rapper's heads
now the game feel sedated
even though the game is ours
i like charlemagne the god
'cause how can i not applaud? he's blacker than most celebs
how many rappers are keepin' it real?
you rappers are givin' me reason to kill
loadin' the chrome with lead
they don't believe in skill
welcome to crook's corner
you slip and you'll be a goner
they workin' with them informants
happily live happily ever after
welcome to crook's corner
these young niggas got the block hotter than arizona
you see that green cross? that's the spot with the marijuana
got high with a pair of stoners
dozed off like it's melatonin
i forgot my own phone number
then i hopped on instagram to laugh at the troll hunters
i'm snatchin' your soul from ya
y'all throw a peace sign right after you empty your chrome
rockin' five infinity stones
so what that beach like? zoom
i'm rushin' passed a hater
they need a flux capacitator
you was real tough until you touched an affidavit
yall think dope dealin 'a gift
i'd rather fuck with wrappin' paper
i was reachin' for some help
these rappers fear the collabs
keep the features on the shelf
like takin' a nap on a mirror
guess i was sleepin' on myself
welcome to crook's corner
you slip and you'll be a goner
they workin' with them informants
happily live happily ever after
this the beginnin' of volume three
i'ma continue to put my cigar out on these fuck ass rappers