, fuck any rapper rappin' if the nigga ain't dappin', show respect, i'm the greatest - oh shit, i killed your ladies, i don't give a fuck if you've got a billion dollars, your rhymes are cheap, you release a poor product, you a servant in my world, the rap gods curse you, when judgement day's upon you, reality's a virtue, i walked a thousand miles recitin' a hundred rhymes, brought smiles to faces, braced, labels owe me from lines, i don't give a fuck, a dirty detroit nigga, ain't-got-the-bud-but-show-up-with-a-swisher-ass nigga, say "bitch, i'm still hungry", they actin' like i made it, i ain't make it 'til my mama fuckin' sittin' on some acres, i'm a motherfuckin' threat in the booth, these niggas know, poet of the century, decades later they quote it, deserve a nobel peace prize for what i recite, incite a riot with the speech, i'm detroit red on ecstasy, sores on my scalp 'cause my last perm burnt me, hair straight, jumpin' head first in an orgy, with a pool of blonde hoes, sniffin' on that white shit, so much caucasian pussy, starting to think that i'm mixed, but i be writin' that shit, have you rappers pissed, like, "how'd he think of this? i wish i'd thought of that shit", rhymes so real thought i wrote it in janice joplin's vomit, with the mic gg allin wiped his ass with. i carry the cross for anybody lost or findin' it rough, days of no sunshine like a maze in my mind, no enter or exit, adderall anorexic, pill-poppin' dyslexic, naughty nature treach shit, i think about my next line like you think of the next dime, i'm the future and the present, same damn time, an og told me "you're only as nice as your last bar", so with that said, suck my dick all y'all, the motor city where motor mouths get impounded, i'm overseas in australia, lookin' for the blonders, ksubi jeans, and ann demeulermeester, and she like my shoes so i put it in her kiester, it's the hybrid like i wrote it in papyrus, keep the shit on me, nigga, hood rat, baby diaper, they heatin' up caprice like a dc sniper, raised off of hotdogs, down-the-middle split 'em, i'm hotter than andre rison with left eye, rest in peace, baby, but no t-l-c in my life, and when i reach my fate, and i'm standin' at the gates, know that god'll be proud, sayin' "daniel, you was great", but you other niggas? 'pac said he want an explanation, big turned in his grave, an earthquake in grenada, when pun shed a tear it hurricane for a week, when big l get upset, it start tornadoing trees
