Greatness

[Verse 1: Youngin] I don't have to know karate or kung-fu to kick this Shit that I spit over the microphone what is this Wrapping the game up cause I'm gifted Licking these wicked shots to hit bitch niggas on my hit list Youngin's the name, I'm slightly insane And lyrically trained to go against any cloth or grain Of MC pitted against me, it's simply Career suicide, you'll lose with that defense team Cause that squad is full of broads in training bras In need of boob jobs driving a blue used car And this squad is full of odd niggas and mob killers Who knock dudes out of their new tube socks, Sheesh Check out the sick flow, it's good enough to get doe Freshly piled high like it just snowed And just know, it's been told from the get go You may need insurance like 1-800-Go-GEBCO cause [Hook: Youngin] You not fucking with me (not even at my worst I'll leave you in a hearse with a verse boy) You not fucking with me (whoever told you that shit Lied to your face, what a disgrace but) You not fucking with me (even if you had a million fans And you made a children's dance nigga) You not fucking with me (you better believe, the D.o.C Is where I be bitch) [Verse 2: Youngin] Shawty got the neck of a gecko, and plus she's a head pro I know cause that's the way that she gets doe Youngin, I got the game gift wrapped like it's christmas Diss, and you'll be volunteering for pain that's endless I'm in it to win And I plan to be at the finish line before you begin It's a race that you will not be the victor of, keep it up You gon' spend the rest of your life drinking out of a sippy cup You better believe I will achieve greatness and I will not be faded By niggas who be faking And we taking the number one spot She wanna fuck a king like Coretta Scott, so let her loose I get her off of that goose she gon' do what I want her to Have her sucking and "loving the crew" for a month or two My city coming through so you better move or catch a fade Hollow points don't graze or skip over your waves [Hook] [Verse 3: Youngin] My vocals are venomous I'm a verbal murdering psychopath So feel the wrath while I'm digging in your ass Cause on this microphone Youngin's a beast A cannibal, Hannibal Lector learned from me The way I eat MC's so freely with lyrics I breathe easily When I enter the paramedics are called immediately I'm ready to be crowned one of the kings of the city Drug free I don't Puff like Diddy I keep it original that's the type of individual that I am And you can ask anybody about the man No conformity cause your lyrics are boring me to sleep Always talking about money and weed These niggas are make-believe and you believe all of it Hip-hops decline, the consumer is the cost of it Yeah I said it, I don't give a fuck You can hate me all you want I'll just buy a bigger truck bitch [Hook]