The Tables Have Turned, Mister!

[Verse 1] Taking me for a joke Is like strangling your own throat Then hanging it like a coat And dangling from the rope The dangerous shit I wrote Enrages ya like the pope And your own son in a jeep wrangler with no clothes If you sleeping on me I advise you to do the opposite Stop a bit, cop a spliff, take a break for a sec to ponder shit I'm finna blow and there's nothing to use to soften it Cause I'm harder than cinder blocks frozen in a sarcophagus I barely try and niggas lookin for a guest verse Your best work couldn't beat UNWAMF if it left first If niggas want war, I'll leave the west murked I spit the shit they play inside the church to make the blessed twerk They just words? Hell nah, lyrical wizardy Like Shakespeare and Voldemort dropping they spirits in to me I'm ending these enemies From behind like they Kennedy Magic bullet, I pull it and then they silenced, they rest in peace [Verse 2] Hey Macklemore, wanna go thrift shoppin'? With a gang of white kids and while you're just talkin', poppin' tags I'm poppin' fags with Glocks and stabs And stuffing Ryan Lewis in a golfing bag Look, I'm top six outta Washington state I'm offin' the greats, I wrap raps in cautionin' tape I'm lost in the haze, been coughin' for days Off that good kush and alcohol and a dash of the bubonic plague So fresh and so clean, so crazy so mental I don't take this shit serious, I'm wastin' potential Niggas already known since day one that Tre could flow special Except Tre himself, he hates himself, degrades his own level Downplays his whole [Verse 3] Fuck that verse, I need to spit like the first stanza Use words that's o-ffensive to dirt rappers Coming out the burb chapters You think your thoughts are deep? At two I dove into the ocean and came up with plots and themes For a movie starring me about the heartless creek Then I cured cancer and came to the surface to stop and sleep And went back under to solve my dreams And come up with new ways to alter genes flawlessly So imagine my current train of thought I could cause a plane to stop with brain waves And drop a tape and not say a word But still slay a herd of these corny niggas this state has heard Oh Tre's absurd? FUCK YOU! Very few are better than me And I'm already on my way to fucking sever 'em b A clever emcee who's weathered the seas Ain't ready to be half as hot as what my temperature be So if you steppin' to me Grab your tech and your three Best fighters and strap your vest tight or I might slap the shit out ya with a red highlighter