Pay homage respect
Yeah one two
Acknowledge the rep
I don't know what you cats was thinking
Pay homage respect
Must've been crazy
Acknowledge the rep
To step up on stage at CMJ mention my name
I hear these cats but I ain't listening
A little faint dissing a little scratch a little paint missing
But I still gleam and glisten hot like a stream of piss and
I'm about to have your whole team wishing
That you never got this s**t started
You about to be dearly departed
You gotta be nearly retarded
To let me hear my name mentioned tryna gain attention
Now I'm running through this game lynching
And I heard a few cats tryna take shots on the low
These XFL rappers tryna f**k with a real pro
One thing who named y'all the High and the Mighty
To me y'all just sound like a couple of high whities
You had to be on mad coke and ecstasy
To think for a second you can stand next to me
Look don't ever again mention my name in your freestyles
Or I'll cut off your transmission faster than Lee Myles
And I heard your album this must be something you're new at
Cause I'd rather hear a Lil' WayneLil' Zane duet
My cellphone stay ringing like a slap in the ear
So I hope y'all don't plan on making rap a career
Cause ever since Heav' was in Vernon I been burning
Next year y'all be up in Rawkus interning
And I should've let it known what your government names are
To make sure you Take It Personal like Gang Starr motherf**kers
I got one lyric pointed at your head for start
Another one is pointed at your weak a*s heart
And that go for any other so called rap cats in the game
Pay homage respect
Acknowledge the rep
Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display
And believe me I ain't forget about him naw
Pay homage respect
Nope acknowledge the rep
Just you wait
Acknowledge the rep
Yeah I heard of the Boogiemann when I was a youth scary
And I found out that he was as fake as a tooth fairy
Since my last mission this n***a's been a*s kissing
I took a minute I gave your single a fast listen
Tell me this with no pot to piss in how you dissing
Your group homes are about to be reporting you missing
And I don't know what was worse the track or the verse
I'ma get to your producer but I'm smacking you first
See I couldn't even find one n***a that heard of you
I did find a few cats that wanted to murder you
But I told 'em chill I let 'em know you was my son
And I promise I can pay support 'til' you twenty one
Consider me the clothes on your back and a warm meal
Who knows this might just get you a deal
And the day that your album go on sale for the first hour
Just remember like Nas n***a I Gave You Power
I figured I give ya some help cause you need lots
I make your producer change his name to Speed Nottz
Tell him I say f**k him for doing the tracks
Matter of fact f**k Fat Beats for doing the wax
I'ma diss you via e mail and then through a fax
I'ma diss you by two way I ain't gon' never relax
I'ma diss you over fast slow track or no track
If your s**t wasn't so whack I'd diss you to your track
You that little fish that I catch and I throw back
And by the way give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
F**kin' with me you better off tryin' to hit lotto
And don't answer back this is hard s**t to follow
And you can't spit n***a so you obviously must swallow
Motherf**ker
