Unimpressed

[Verse 1: Eraze]
Yeah I really gotta say I'm unimpressed
With all these niggas droppin' sequels everyday but I'm finessin'
All these niggas what the fuck you wearin' g? I'm better dressed
And all these niggas yeah I best
And all these niggas time to tell them who the goat
Cold as hell I need my coat, yuh
Always killin' shit I'm grabbin' bitches by the throat, yuh
You a fuckin' joke tryna' tell me how to rap, but all these pussy niggas broke
I get money how I get it, write that shit bullshit in your notes
Got these mothafuckas' shook, huh?
I got fuckin’ bars, I display shit up and write a fuckin' book
Take a look, I'm the king and I got rooks
I got verses, I got hooks
I could say I'm far gone but I could tell you what it took
Get fucked, I don't know your fuckin' shit
I get money, give a verse or two and then I fuckin' split
All these niggas run they mouth but they can't take a fuckin' hit
Knock a nigga to the ground, hock a loogie and I spit

[Verse 2: Warlord Colossus]
Heard you mad at me get on my dick
I just been rockin' the sig on my hip
I’m makin’ figures they touchin' them dicks
I heard you hate me mofucka' the kid
I see you watchin' you might wanna kiss
From my Beretta, my belly it hits
Somewhere on my face but you wait for the diss
Still on my hip, my Beretta, it pinch (aye, aye)
Hold my face in the mud
Hit you in the face in the day when it done
Walkin' to the gangs with a face full of cuts
You get slayed with the rust
Hundred k for the rush
Warlord hang with the runts
Singin' hey, touchin' the blade when it runs
Gorillas gon' sling with they guns
Move my Beretta, gon' sit when it's done
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[Verse 3]
Hopeless entered in my veins
Up with the guts while you watchin' my pace
I'll take this body, I'm watchin' it drain
They wanna copy, you lackin’ the brave
Levitate, hang with the mage
Makin' them shovel and diggin' they grave
Making me crawl in your face i’mma stomp on the [?] then beat up his buddy and leave him the same
Voice get outta my head
Let's fight bitch, get tucked, leave ‘em all dead
Beat on my chest, gon' run around flex
I’m losing my senses, speeding [?]
Envy the crown on my head
Peering the voice and it's just got me heavy with dread
Checkin' my eyes, let me slap you instead
I’mma leave ‘em all haters and move on the next (Ay, ay)