Silly Rabbitt - CONWAY THE MACHINE

Look, I don’t usually entertain fuckery

But I don’t know what got this nigga

Thinkin' he could fuck with me

The homie told me to murder you in a song

But that bullshit verse wasn’t worthy of a response

Nobody never heard of you, am I wrong?

But I got somethin' that’ll certainly give him surgery in my palm

Pussy, I’ll do you dirty front of your mom

In front of them same dirty niggas that’s all

In your video, tell them niggas, watch, get ready

I kill 'em in a few minutes, get your watches ready

You not hot, if you was you would’ve popped already

Wig shot, SIG pop 'til it drop spaghetti

Your top confetti, man why I even got this petty?

'Cause I kill people for fun, I’m Ox in Belly

To be the best you gotta beat the best, you said it yourself

So basically, you admittin' I was better yourself

So I ain’t even gotta do it, shit, you deaded yourself

Put your neck in the guillotine and be headed yourself

Fuck rap, read a book or somethin', better yourself

Diss me and you pay homage, you just credit yourself

Said he wanted to spar, so I’m settlin' it quick

I don’t think this nigga know how deadly it could get

I ain’t talkin' 'bout a chain or the bezel on my wrist

He wanted bars, I’ma show him that there’s levels to this shit

You better do your research

'Fore niggas see you in kings city in front of rest in peace t-shirt

Nigga this the S.E.

Gang, you know how we work

Chopper go off, niggas run, check how his feet work

This is chess, not checkers, nigga it’s my move

But how could I lose?

Been killin' niggas since high school

Mentionin' my name that ain’t a wise move

'Cause in the booth, I’m a tsunami and a typhoon

Puttin' words together, somethin' that I’m better at

He wanna get in the ring with me, I Mayweather that

You should’ve picked you another lane instead of rap

Wish it was you that got killed instead of Black

Nigga, I’m the machine, I tried to tell him that

Smack with him the back of the shotgun, his head’ll crack

You ain’t know this the shit that I like doin'

I like chewin' niggas, the shit that I write ruin

A nigga career, I’m right here in my white Ewings

And you’ll never get you a ring, you like Ewing

I seen your video, talkin all that faggot shit

Word to West Philly, I’ll give this nigga the (?) clip

Chopper make a nigga disappear, that’s the magic stick

I’ll snatch the rabbit out his hat like a magic trick

For real homie, you ain’t ready for how bad it get

I get money and fuck bitches, don’t do the battle shit

I hang with the savages that aim at your cabbages

And rain (?) somethin' (?), but’ll splatter shit

You ain’t in my lane, you a lame and you average

Chopper aim at you and them lames that you rappin' with

Chase money, I don’t know what you boys do

'Til in my driveway it’s new toys, WOOO, two toys blue

You are not a thug, you a schoolboy duke

In the club, I do the buckets like ScHoolboy Q, nigga

I’m talkin' bottles after bottles, nigga

All I got for you is these hollows, nigga

And lately I been travelin', (?) nigga

In that foreign big boy (?)

I got shot, nigga (?) and my (?) done

I’m RG3 of the shit, ready for week one

If you don’t got a gun, you better keep one

Told you I’ma finish you nigga before the week done

The Machine, nigga, that’s it, that’s all