Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!

Yeah

Brain dead, eye drops

Pain meds, cyclops

Daybed, iPod

May-back, Maybach

Trainwrecks, sidewalks

Payless, high-tops

K-Fed, iHop

Playtex, icebox



That's how much we have in common (Yah!)

That's how much we have in common (Whoa!)

Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)

That's how much we have in common (Yuh!)

That's how much we have in common (Woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (Yah!)



I don't do Jordans and Audemars

I do explosions and Molotovs

Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed

I blow the smoke from the car exhaust

Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me

I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy

I don't gotta hire goons

I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely

The sky is blue, the tires is new

The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy

Why these dudes tryna figure out

How to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?)

I'm confused tryna figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G



Everybody doin' chick joints

Probably rob these little dudes at fist point

'Member everybody used to bite Nickel

Now everybody doin' Bitcoin

We don't got nothin' in common (No!)

We don't got nothin' in common (No!)

Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups

On them uppers-and-downers (Woo!)



I'm into stuff like doublin' commas

Find me a brother who's solid

To count the shit up and then bust the shit down

If the cops hit us up, we can flush the shit down

We cannot give a fuck, shit, a fuckin' colonic

Sellin' your cock and your butt for a follower

Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff

Now you slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics

Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts

To dropped in the park in a pile of shit

Knowledge is power, but powerless

If you've got it and you do not acknowledge it



Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it

Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin'

We can spit it for ya advance

I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants

You niggas



Brain dead, eye drops

Pain meds, cyclops

Daybed, iPod

May-back, Maybach

Trainwrecks, sidewalks

Payless, high-tops

K-Fed, iHop

Playtex, icebox



That's how much we have in common (Yah!)

That's how much we have in common (Whoa!)

Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)

That's how much we have in common (Yuh!)

That's how much we have in common (Woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's nada like us



You say you're affiliated with murderers, killas (Ayy!)

The people you run with are thuggin' (Gang!)

But you just a wannabe gunna (Gang!)

Like you was gonna do somethin'

Actin' like you catchin' bodies (Ayy!)

And you got juice, lil youngin', you buggin'

You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery

Bitch, you ain't plugged in to nothin'



Rap God spit lyrical bullets (Pew!)

And gats cock, your partners better tool up

This has not to do with muscular

But have guns for sure, you better put a

Strap on, other words if you're gonna

Roll up with your (Gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal

'Cause this bar is over your head

So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (Skrrt!)



Oh, you run the streets, huh?

Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?

This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself

He wants to keep up his tough demeanour

So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na

But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne

If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun



And I'm talkin' to you

But you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly

I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss

But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie

I keep on telling you motherfuckers

But just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories

Jarred like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly

I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off

Like a fuckin' cocked semi-Glock demi-god

Let me put a fuckin' silencer on this little

Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me



You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew

Obviously, I'm not gettin' through

We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, lettin' off like Remy Ma

Heavy artillery, Godzilla, harsh with a hard shell

With a motherfucking heart bigger than Bizarre's belly

Only time you'll ever say I lost

You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy

Just to try to get me off, and you better hope I don't call Trick Trick

Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city

Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy



Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me

That I'll be the most hated, though made it

So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it

'Cause life is a bitch, she's a bow-legged hoe

But now those days are over

I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open

My code name is groper, I role play with lotion

I fuck the whole world then I throw away the Trojan



Old lederhosen with home-made explosives

I blow eighty holes in you

Don't make me go in, I OJ the flows and

I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman

I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole

As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin'

I double-edge sword it 'cause one place I poke and

I stick and I turn in a rotating motion



Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals

Stick my dick and put the tip in at minimal

I'm fuckin' these syllables, I let 'em lick on my genitals

I'm a fucking invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick

A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable

That you bitches fuckin' with, the original

I consider me and Nickel identical, but not us



The only thing we have in common is I'm a dick and you suck

Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other

None come close to skunk, bug, soldier

Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older

Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster

Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster

Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster!



That's how much we have in common (Yah!)

That's how much we have in common (Whoa!)

Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)

That's how much we have in common (Yuh!)

That's how much we have in common (Woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's nada like us

(Man, fuck this shit, let's go)