Can't Touch This

Verse

Yo, Tyson, you barkin' like a dog without bite,

Talkin' 'bout my crew, but they shine way too bright,

Got your name on my radar, now it’s game time,

Tryna diss my friends, but your bars ain't even prime.

You throwin' shade, but I’m the one with the glow,

Like a lighthouse in the storm, I’m the one they know,

You talkin' big, but your flow’s like a short stack,

I’m a heavyweight champ, you ain't ever bouncin' back.

Call you Tyson, but you ain't got that fight,

More like a paper tiger, I’ll snatch that hype,

Your fame’s like a bubble, all it takes is one poke,

I’m the real deal, you just a punchline joke.

You hang with no talent, that’s your own defeat,

I’m out here spittin’ fire while you're stuck on repeat,

Call me the architect, I’m buildin’ my throne,

While you sittin' in the corner, all alone, like "Ohh!"

Chorus

Tyson, you can’t touch this, I’m on another plane,

While you’re droppin’ weak bars, I’m breakin’ the chain,

My rhymes hit harder than a heavyweight’s fist,

Step to me again, you’ll cease to exist.

Talkin’ ‘bout my friends, but you don’t even know,

I’m the king of this game, you just came for the show.

So sit back, Tyson, watch the real one rise,

I’m a lyrical beast, you’re just a disguise.