Show 'Em How It's Done [Cypher]

[Verse 1] I'mma show 'em how to do this These suckas are acting foolish With the sounds that they compose Like, what they tryna accomplish? These suckas are acting lazy But they looking at me crazy Cuz they see that I'm a Goodfella Like the homie Scorsese Beats, I gotta kill 'em So I can demotivate 'em Attack them in their condition For saying that they're musicians My mission in this edition Is distribute ammunition Of a lyrical caliber, to cure their cognition I spit like an automatic, machine gun I'm so traumatic and problematic That I live in the booth, I'm always at it Like an addict, I'm looking for my next supply Of instrumentals I'm doping until I touch the sky I'm reppin California until I'm underground I implore you to listen up and stick around Because I'm doing me, kinda like masturbation Ayo, I'm done and finished, no ejaculation