WHAT YOU GOT
You better buck, buck, buckle up, prepare for this impact
Car crash whiplash, bam, snap your neck back in half
Why can't I just be realistic?
Give 'em what they want and make the biddies go ballistic
Sadistic motherfuckers playing complicated
Well never underestimate the underestimated
Opinionated, elevated, sticking to my guns
And I think you're gonna get just what you got coming
That's the penalty
Payback's a bitch so you best keep running
That's the penalty
It's what you got coming
Yo, can I ask you something
What the fuck is up man?
You got nothing, it's just a fairy tale your stuck in
I'm sucking from that 7 on 7
Jumping and roughing up all of these fakes that be bluffing
Nothing you can say could ever take this away now
So stay down
And stay the fuck away from this playground
Lyrical hijack, put my madness to my method
Check it, mic in my hand, nah, more like a lethal weapon
Go blind, bring the drums
Better yet, here we come
You take back what you done or you can tuck tail and run
Ready or not, find yourself
And if you dare stop running
I think you're gonna get just what you got coming
Bring it
You're gonna get just what you got, what you got?
You're gonna get just what you got coming.
You better buck, buck, buckle up, prepare for this impact
Car crash whiplash, bam, snap your neck back in half
Why can't I just be realistic?
Give 'em what they want and make the biddies go ballistic
Sadistic motherfuckers playing complicated
Well never underestimate the underestimated
Opinionated, elevated, sticking to my guns
And I think you're gonna get just what you got coming
That's the penalty
Payback's a bitch so you best keep running
That's the penalty
It's what you got coming
Yo, can I ask you something
What the fuck is up man?
You got nothing, it's just a fairy tale your stuck in
I'm sucking from that 7 on 7
Jumping and roughing up all of these fakes that be bluffing
Nothing you can say could ever take this away now
So stay down
And stay the fuck away from this playground
Lyrical hijack, put my madness to my method
Check it, mic in my hand, nah, more like a lethal weapon
Go blind, bring the drums
Better yet, here we come
You take back what you done or you can tuck tail and run
Ready or not, find yourself
And if you dare stop running
I think you're gonna get just what you got coming
Bring it
You're gonna get just what you got, what you got?
You're gonna get just what you got coming.
