You Think I'm Whack

Intro

Yo, listen up, I got a message for my man

Thinks I'm whack, thinks I'm not in the plan

Newsflash, buddy, you're in my sights

Got a few words, gonna make it feel just right

Uh-huh, yeah, na-na, come to me

Verse

You say I'm bad, that I'll never be

But your opinion's weak, just like your energy

(Zzz...) you put me to sleep with your lame claims

My skills on a hundred, yours are still in the game

Of being basic, of being slow

(My flow's on fire), yours is just a no-go

You better step your game up, or just step aside

'Cause when it comes to being great, I'm gonna take the ride

Wham-bam, pow, I'm on the mic

Leaving you in the dust, what a pathetic trick

Chorus

You think I'm bad, you think I'm whack

But I'm the one who's on the attack

I'm on the rise, I'm feeling strong

You're just a hater, all day long

(Oh-oh), you can't touch me

(No-no), you can't stop me

I'm on the move, I'm on the grind

Leaving you behind, all the time

Verse

Your jokes are stale, your humor's dry

My rhymes are fire, they're gonna make you wanna cry

(Boom-boom-boom), my flow's on beat

You're just a one-hit wonder, a weak repeat

You try to diss me, but your words are lame

My comebacks sharp, they're gonna leave you with the shame

(Hey, hey, hey), you better recognize

I'm the king of this game, I'm the one with the prize

You're just a pawn, a weak little soldier

My rhymes are the bomb, they're gonna make you surrender

Uh-huh, yeah, you know it's true

I'm the best, and there's nothing you can do

Verse

You think you're cool, you think you're the man

But your swag is fake, it's just a weak plan

(My rhymes are real), they're from the heart

You're just a copycat, a weak work of art

You try to fit in, but you're always outside

My crew is tight, we're gonna take the ride

(Vroom-vroom), we're on the move

Leaving you in the dust, like a weak little groove

You better step your game up, or just give up the quest

'Cause when it comes to being the best, I'm the one who's blessed

(Yeah, yeah, yeah), I'm on top of the game

You're just a footnote, a weak little claim to fame

Uh-huh, na-na, come to me

I'm the one who's gonna make you see

That I'm the best, and you're just a joke

My rhymes are the proof, they're the ultimate stroke