Bodied Lyrics

Yeah

Mother fuckin' villain is back

Ayo

You ever feel like

You got so much pent up aggression that like

You could destroy anything that gets in your way

Huh, same here

So check it out

If you step up to this plate, you better say what you say

Or you gon' take a fastball comin' straight up to your face

No I ain't playin', servin' up bitches is back on the menu

Piss me off again pussy, I swear I'll end you

I'm underground so you'll never stop my sound

You box, oh wow, I still will fuckin' knock you out

Like I'm Ronda Rousey, you'll never stop me now

Satan's the only mother fucker that could talk me down

My rhymes hit you like a nine millimeter to your chest and if I let it

You gon' see the heavenly lord in a second

You want the smoke, then come and fuckin' get it

You pathetic mother fucker

Take a shot and you'll regret it 'cause you 'bout'a get

Bodied

You better bring the fight

Cause I'ma just tear up this whole entire stage tonight

Spit out a line to my face and just say what you like

Because you know, you 'bout'a get bodied

We gettin' locked in this cage to fight

It's you and me, nobody else can save your life

So when you see this rage and I go and raise the mic

Then you will know, you 'bout'a get bodied

Yo

Bitch, I'ma fight in a bad mood

Write with an attitude

Sculptin' out your craft but you as stiff as a statue

You spillin' out your guts all just because I stabbed you in your abdomen

It's not an accident, man I had to

I'm comin' in with all this fuckin' hatred intent

So I can place all of my anger on this table again

Basically rapin' the paper, goin' ape shit with a pen

Face it you bitch, all I try to do is aim to ascend

Fuck being normal, be different

Take the floor and get rid of it, aim for the ceiling

And when you there, force your way in through it

Be belligerent, consider being a little bit ignorant

Take that anger to your passion and just try to get into it

Fuck what everybody says, try buildin' your hunger

And feast on these cock suckers try'na stop you from under

You can't kill me, in case you would try to wonder

Takin' all of this hostility out on these mother fuckers, they gettin

Bodied

You better bring the fight

Cause I'ma just tear up this whole entire stage tonight

Spit out a line to my face and just say what you like

Because you know, you 'bout'a get bodied

We gettin' locked in this cage to fight

It's you and me, nobody else can save your life

So when you see this rage and I go and raise the mic

Then you will know, you 'bout'a get bodied

Yo

I'm walkin' into this match, ready to strike and attack

Grabbin' the mic, lashin' out all of this anger I have

Takin' a jab to my face, 'til I break and I snap

Cause even if you knock me flat up on my back

Bitch, I'm'a get my ass back up

And fight 'til there ain't nothin' left in my system

Quittin' ain't even a damn thought

I'll break both of my legs and walk all the pain off

Before I throw in towel, so know that I ain't done

I'll scratch, fight and I'll claw, back ain't against the wall

Lockin' these pussies up with a straight right to the jaw

This microphone's got it all, it's like I'm holdin' the pen

Meet all my expectations and do 'em over again

Fuck with the phrase good enough

Would'a, could'a or should'a done

Bitch, I'll put a foot up your ass if you are a pushy one

They ain't helpin' me with my raps, what fuckin' good is 'em

So what if I'm'a lose, I get back and I start to bully 'em

Where the fuck you ass clowns be at now

You in the background hidin', that's right, you better back down

So laugh now but you know you'll never stop me, get off me

You cocky mother fuckers are 'bout'a get

Bodied

You better bring the fight

Cause I'ma just tear up this whole entire stage tonight

Spit out a line to my face and just say what you like

Because you know, you 'bout'a get bodied

We gettin' locked in this cage to fight

It's you and me, nobody else can save your life

So when you see this rage and I go and raise the mic

Then you will know, you 'bout'a get bodied

Fuck it man, it's whatever

Even if I looked defeated, just know I ain't

Powerin' my way through

And like I said before, if you still gotta problem with me

Do something about it

Matter a fact, I got that nine millimeter ready

Say hi to God for me