Jays mother (idk who tht is was in other site) and DH own u

See music is a religion
N Im the Jesus Christ of Rap
U think ur in the game
But u lost without a map

Now watch as this shit
Makes its way thru ur body
I pack more heat
Than Jackie Chan's Karate

But I aint the type to kick
While ur down
But I am the type
To put ur ass in the ground

Cuz der aint nothing hard
To pullin a trigga
N I aint gonna think twice
Before cappin a nigga

Just spit the wrong stuff
Or look the wrong way
N know for a fact
Ur gonna meet my AK

Now I got ur ass backed
Into a corner
I can see ur funeral
N ther aint a single mourner

I don’t care if im asleep
Come at me anyways
Cuz im like James Bond-
Im gonna die another day

So just get out my face
I don’t wanna c u anymore
Put on my soccer cleats
And boot ur ass out the door

I can finally see
Why God made u
Cuz there cant be #1
Without a #2