I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you leave me no choice
I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)

Yeah
Any rapper can get it, I'm sending headshots, headshots
You can't talk to me if you can't sell out Red Rocks, Red Rocks
That's ten thousand
watch your mouth when you speak 'bout your superiors
Premeditated murder
I'm plottin' with my Nigerians (Yes, oh!)
Peekin' through you, chiefin' and eating fufu
We see what this dreamin' grew to, arenas in Honolulu
Doin' streams like I'm Hulu, Lambo talks via Bluetooth
People tryna do voodoo, this zoo is making me coo-coo
And fuck the media and the politics
in this industry
The snakes and the lies
and the gossip in this industry
And fuck these Wwe-ass rappers
High school mentality, glee-ass rappers
Fake family ties, y'all say brother too much
Y'all get played by the same women
y'all say you love her too much
And y'all be runnin' from the truth
y'all take cover too much
I'm gettin' tired of this shit, man, enough is enough

Now you leave me no choice
I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you leave me no choice
I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)

Yeah
Rappers dissin' for attention
that their music ain't gettin'
I understand, it's frustratin'
watching my rapid ascension
Watching arenas sell out
watching my plaques multiply
When you ain't headlined a tour
and when you drop they don't buy
But you got followers though
but what they followin' for
But that's 'cause most of them are fake
let me let your followers know
That y'all be payin' social media agencies
twenty thou' every month
Just to comment, like, and follow your account
It's all a front
y'all are glorified Instagram entertainers
Got millions of followers
but can't even sell out your basement
Y'all droppin' antics and skits
'cause you can't drop a hit
Flashin' jewelry, posting lean, poppin' Xanax for clicks
Infatuated with designer, costume shop carollers
Bunch of crackheads and clowns
bunch of Boondocks characters
Damn, y'all not scarin' us
with your Internet loose lips
I been at the same festivals y'all don't do shit

Now you leave me no choice
I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you leave me no choice
I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
Kill 'em all (kill 'em all)

Man, I don't even like
that it's this easy to write whole songs and shit
about this type of shit
Sometimes you just gotta
get it off your chest though
I hope the fans understand that sometimes
I really be tryna leave this shit, man
I miss my old shit sometimes. Fuck it