The Showdown Lyrics

Supercalifragilisticexpiali hold up

Reason I'm here is to show out and show up

So what? You think I won't crush?

You've got me in stitches with your mouth sewn shut

Oh fuck, you know what? I go nuts

This is pro stuff, I post stuff, I'm so clutch

You don't got enough, the flow is so tough

Even my old stuff will make them sub Like cold cuts, the royal flush

Dusted off the microphone dust

Sinking a slow put with no rust

I'm in charge, play your cards with no bluff

Prove you're a schmuck, bizarre and corrupt

I'm raw and uncut, not flawed or dumb luck

Leave you awestruck, that's why my name gets brought up

So roll up, smoke blunts, get coked up

Do whatever you want, but keep your hands thrown up

This is grown ups versus kids with no nuts

Give it my own touch, I got bars

Your phone sucks, the off of the dome bust

There's no stoppin this old fuck, keep watching your boy stunt till the coffin is closed shut

It's the revolution, better shows and better music

Forget what you thought and remove the confusion

I've been amusing since days before boozing

No excuses, the beat drops and I get stupid

It's a showdown, full rounds get thrown down

You would've walked away if you knew what you know now

So don't frown, there's no signs that I'll slow down

Let them know I'm him, so go fuck your pronouns

It's profound, complete and soulful

The problem is that you know less than I don't know

I'm crazy and loco, don't make me go postal

Got an arsenal ready, that's at my disposal

This ain't cornhole, you're not watching the ocho

It's more like Pac pointin glocks at the Popo

No it's like Doc, trippin' balls throwin' no-nos

No it's like Dame, pullin' up from the logo

Time to make a change, bring sunlight to the rain

Props to graf writers, puttin' they life in the trains

Never did experience, the price of the fame

I got a right to complain, cause I'm the nicest that's came

Despite all the strains, the license obtained

Don't mind me, I'm walkin' over cypher remains

So I don't gotta go pick a fight with the lames

Cause Tyler Boehm is the only one with Ice in his veins

It's a revolution, better shows and better music

Forget what you thought, and remove the confusing

I've been amusin', since days before boozin

No excuses, the beat drops and I get stupid

It's a showdown, full rounds get thrown down

You would've walked away if you knew what you know now

So don't frown, there's no signs that I'll slow down

Let them know I'm him, so go fuck your pronouns

I will not lose, it's not an option

I just kill crews, and get it poppin

Whoever comes through, they on my Johnson

The deadbolt combination, now I'm locked in

So sick with each clip, I'm always coughin

Get rich with these hits, the panties droppin

Syllabic arithmetic, proceed with caution

You don't fit, we must acquit, Johnny Cochran

Don't try to figure it out, it's exhausting

Tried to tell you what I'm about, you kept talkin

Go outside my comfort zone, never boxed in

Climbed a six-story home, then I dropped in

This is something like Big Papi before Boston

Make an album in a month, and then I dropped it

You don't need a Bible to see, I am the prophet

Chalk up your losses, I've officially lost it

It's the revolution, better shows and better music

Forget what you thought, and remove the confusion

I've been amusin', since days before boozin

No excuses, the beat drops and I get stupid

It's a showdown, full rounds get thrown down

You would've walked away if you knew what you know now

So don't frown, there's no signs that I'll slow down

Let them know I'm him, so go fuck your pronouns