(Is that Mari)
Aye You Know
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
You Know
Bitch
What yall thought this was bro
Big Mari on the Production
Big Mari on the beat
What yall talkin bout
Yuh, Talk
JUDGEMAN JUDGEMAN JUDGEMAN
Them Jits up to Something (Aye)
Oh Yeah
Thats Yo favorite Artist?
Suspect I Won't trust them (Aye)
And the way I see 'em moving
Thats Just So disgusting (Aye)
Confiscation, That lil shit talk
Come with Repercussions
Yall got writers lean on A.I. Lyrics
But say that you feeling inspired
Some of yall hot now
Cause of the COVID Lockdown
You got dead Subscribers
JUDGEMAN
You Rappers outta time
Whats is yo Allibi?
Some of Yall Talkin to Minors
Really, I dont understand
Than all of the Fans wanna ask "Why it aint no Cyphers?"
Tough on Twitter, Just Talk
GUILTY!
Rap Bout Shit You Aint Watch
GUILTY!
Rap Bout Shit You Aint Did
GUILTY!
Say its Hot, but its all Mid
GUILTY!
All you lame ass wannabes
Dont even talk to me
All of the Blantant Hypocrisy, Really Astonishing
All of yall sauce need Polishing
Yall Should Quit it and you not Acquitted
Cuz you not a Killer and you not a Menace
And Im not a Chemist Dont know hot to Mix it
But im Mixy with the Shit the Gavel spinnin
Then My Domain Expand
You Stand for Nothing, How you takin a Stand?
Im like you Honor, Im the Honored one
I be floatin on em, I aint takin a Stance
See you cryin bout opinions
See you in my Shadow, never seeing you as a Man
Spittin Gimmicks of the copied writtens
I dont see an artist I just see a new fan
Prolly cryin bout my Pen now on Twitter
Im Charles Bernard, Fuck you in Advance
Outside Yelling Fuck a Collective
Maki Zenin, I could Body a Clan
And I keep me a Scale, Like Judgeman
They say only a God could Judge man
Libra Scale, Push weight, I Jugg Man
New Suit, But the Shoes still Jumpmans
Ion know bout justice
Just us In a Rigged game
Its the Fucked up truth
So nothing its just I up that gavel
Head tap yo Circle Like Duck Duck Goose
Deadly Sentencing Sick of the Sentiments
Ass Dawg, None of this is Competitive
Asphalt, You a Stick in the Sediment
Trash Talk, When you Droppin that Trash Shit
Bar Test, Im the Only One Passing
Tweets Poppin, When ya Channel Inactive
Some of Yall Prolly better Reacting
All of yall so Pathetic, Reactive
Tweets Flyin, but its never an Action
Emotional Bitches That Clique into Factions
Still the Songs all Lackin in Passion
Still the Whole Scene Pushin the Cap Shit
Im the Curse King Thank You for Asking
Leave the Whole Thing Leveled to Ashes
Promise None of Yall Never was Lastin
Promise None of Yall Never wa-
Brrrt, Ay, Brrrt, Ay, Brrrt, Ay
None of yall never out-workin me
Sick all Year they been talkin bout Surgery
Sick of Yall Pussy Ass Rappers, You Irkin Me
I Hit the Mic and Turn this to a Murder Scene
World Finna End So Im Movin with Urgency
I Put in Pain Im in love with the Worst of Me
Nothing that Hasnt Killed me Isnt Hurtin Me
Ay
The Only Reason You got Fans Still
Cuz they just Havent Heard of Me (Facts)
Dont Ask why the Tee Stained Red
Dont Ask why the Shoe Color Burgandy
(Dont Ask)
Dont Ask why the Suit Brand New
Dont Ask why im Rockin the Latest
(Lil Bitch)
I Look in the Mirror I dont even gotta Ask
Why these Rappers are Hatin
Thats why Im the Greatest This a Closed Case
And you Still Debatin
Yall been Yuta Movin Usin Imitations
Check the Stats and The Statute of Limitations
You a Work of Art This a Death Paintin
Use a Blood Canvas for the Illustration
If I Step in Ya World The Imma Change it
Simple Domain Breaking the Simulation
Ay
Yall Put way more Effort in Writing them Tweets
Then Yall do Writing yall Songs
Move Wave Ridin and More Time spent Meat Riding
Then Yall Spend Righting Yall Wrongs
Ay
Reggie, I came with Receipts
Iori, Im Droppin a Bomb
I Laugh While I Blow Up like Takaba
All of Yall Jokes So I Never Respond
TALK