I’M COMING for that crown watch out King Midas
shut you down like your block is indicted
Golden Touch? My bee sting keep you swollen up
Beat so much you wish heaven’s gates open up
Mogadishu, I’m calling you out
Gonna need a big stretcher when they haulin you out
You hold canons, I’m focused like a laser beam
I’m nightmare fuel – the reason you’re afraid to dream
And that Fool Thug-O-Nomics – phony obnoxious
Can’t walk around the way without running your pockets
The other cats in you crew I at least respect
But your rep is more hollow than the chain on your neck
Sound Off sounding awful who else you got
like LL, looking for new bells to rock
When I spit always got Jew-ells to Drop
Can’t stop till I take all of you’ze fellas spots
Ungowa Soul Power 