ICONIC EYE Lyrics

Why you call me, huh, yeah

Iconic guy, he's sonic, think he hard but he's soft, he's mellow

I'll leave his ass in the morgue like a comet

Talkin' shit on the internet is easy

But in person you know he couldn't be cheesier

Challengin' the king when you must be smokin' dope

These hands gonna leave you chokin' on your own throat

You outta your league, you don't want the smoke

One round and it's lights out, I'll leave you broke

Say you've been mad but we all know you a twink

Runnin' your mouth is the only thing you can think

Shoulda stayed in your lane, now you coulda seen

What these hands do to emcees like Eugene

Your bars whack, flow slack, not like mine

Sixteen bars and then yours still ain't shine

Try to correct if you gon' step to the throne

Otherwise you finna get bent like a phone

Talkin' shit, let's settle it right here, right now

One punch and I swear, boy, you goin' out cold

Talk the talk but can't walk the walk

All bark, don't bite, you a sheep in wolf's clothing

Think you legit but we know you a fraud

Three minutes in and I barely even started

Wait till you hear the other three thousand words

Still comin', get wrecked, atomic bitch, boy

You love runnin' your mouth like you hard or somethin

But really inside we all know you a simp

Always cappin', no action, more talk than a parrot

You embarrassin' yourself, tryna act like a harlot

Shoulda never stepped up if you ain't want the smoke

Now you all outta luck like you lost the lottery, broke

Your rhymes corny, flow boring and weak

Against me, you gay like Elliot Page

Say you're the GOAT now but I'm greatest of all time

Sixteen bars and it's still slappin' you like a dime

Bitch may frontin' like you're tough on the net

But pull up in person, you shit your pants wet

Thought you was hard but you soft like a pillow

After this massacre, they gon' immortalize you, lil' homie

Bars layin' rack, garbage ass raps

That's why you're always eating my subordinate lapdog

Talk back to your kiddo before you get woofed

This is my yard, you're just a pool scoff

You really ain't shit, but a pussy on leash

Against me is checkmate, you're now catastrophic

Now hold this fat bell and fuck off gracefully

Before I continue turning you to minced meat lyrically

Still got another round of words to end you thoroughly

You see, I go off without even thinking

While you over there struggling just to come with a single bar link

You been doing this this way before you knew how to walk

Now bow down to your master and quit talking smart mouth

Shoulda stayed silent and spared yourself the embarrassment

But now you're about to get these bums like I'm the government

Bend the knee before I lay it but smack it down

Enough talk now, let's really get into these pounds

Out here reppin' for all the real G's

OG's while you just a nerd that never saw streets

I got the foul mouth but these bars too pure

By the time I'm done you'll be begging for the cure

Cry all you want, this slaughter never gonna stop

Till I've ended your career and left you in a box

Buried a hatchet, now I'mma be

You love running your mouth like you hard or something

But really inside we all know you a symptom

Always capping, no action, more talk than a parent

You embarrassing yourself, tryna act like a harlot

Shoulda never stepped up if you