IDK Young J. - Rock 'Em Sock 'Em (feat. 9 A.M the Underdog) Lyrics

Why y'all talking 'bout some rappers that don't actually matter
'Cause if you asking me the greatest then it have to be Mathers
They can try to cop the style but you lacking the swagger
You really thought that shit was eating put your ass on a platter
Never strike out the bases but I'm back up to batter
Plug ain't picking up the phone he might be in Allapattah
Kinda hard to be a man when you don't have any manners
Pillow talking with the bitches you be giving 'em data
Let my dogs catch him, now that boy cry terrier
He try to sit in my area but you don't fit the criteria
Pulling up with the hardest rapper from Nigeria
Making sure you get the message like the five furious, or furious five
I'm curious why, you yearning to die, permanent ties, the verge of the sky
Tryna get a slice of the pie, but I ain't cutting pieces
If you f*ck with me I'm, send them to the demons
I been murdering all these verses that shit was nothing new
I can tell that boy where he going it's what a usher do
She tryna f*ck me you don't even know my name shawty
And I'm ducking then the police finally came for me
All them corners that you cutting have you thought it through
Anything you tryna bury is a part of you
Now I'm rapping in the way I always wanted to
People get inspired by the art inside my articles
Yeah, I don't share the aux in my whip
Try to play me like a sucker you get crossed off the list
Matter fact that's not enough you get tossed off the ship
Burning everything you have cause on god you a bitch (what you waiting for?)
Cooking up this heat I never needed ingredients
People never do you nothing but they always the greediest
Any issues that you got boy I will handle immediate
Turn a beat into my bitch, look how it's being obedient

Ugh, W.A.
Put me in the game and murder who all in it
Hailing from the land of scammers, but your boy authentic (hahahaha)
F*ck a medical degree, I'm running hip hop clinics
God flow, making believers out of hip hop cynics
I'm the greatest when I say this shit is incontrovertible
Said you ballin, but you know you lack a shot and a vertical
Killing everybody's GOAT, you know I gotta be surgical
Used to say I was a god until I stopped being merciful (oh my God)
Imma Keep it tight, cellophane, f*ck a filter, Charlemagne
Spit your greatest verse and watch your sweat and effort down the drain
I could never chill, do a rapper like he Thomas Wayne
I'm forever ill, I'm the only one who got the strain
Said that he was gang related just to go viral
Now he singing to the judges like American idol
Brodie used to cap and say he had a big bang tucked
Then he turned to 69 and now the whole gang f*cked
Man what, be yourself and rap about what you know
So when it's time to stand on it, you know how it would go
Niggas faking a persona just to probably blow
Swear that he a real nigga, really how would he know?
Go ahead, f*ck around, see how I react
Niggas sleep, so we linking with INSMNC
Out-muscle these niggas like a Pontiac
Every time I drop they put it inna almanac, ayo (yo, yo, yo, that's crazy)