[Intro] Ayo… You wanted smoke? You got a wildfire now. Queens born, borough-bred, this is New York vengeance. Let’s go. [Hook] You trash, I’m timeless — don’t ever compare us, Your catalog weak, whole career look careless. Talk crowns, but you shook when the kings appear, Say my name, disappear — make your soul see fear. [Verse 1] You pillow-talk rapper, a fraud with a budget, The label bought your views, so the streams can’t trust it. I’m the nightmare that you see when the crowd don’t love it, Only time you went platinum is your chain on the puppet. Your pen sloppy, delivery sloppy, Your ghostwriter’s mid, even HE can’t stop me. I’m the torchbearer, blueprint, prophet of ink, You a typo on the page that the legends won’t link. They call you a “boss” but you never ran nothing, I been feeding the block, you been begging for stunting. Your rhymes diet soda — no sugar, no substance, I spit coffins in the booth, you just mumble redundance. [Hook] You trash, I’m timeless — don’t ever compare us, Your catalog weak, whole career look careless. Talk crowns, but you shook when the kings appear, Say my name, disappear — make your soul see fear. [Verse 2] I heard your last record, it’s comedy theater, Bars light as helium, I’m nuclear ether. Your squad full of yes-men, my clique full of reapers, We don’t play industry games, we just silence the speakers. I’m the verse that they quote, you the line they delete, You the act they forgot, I’m the name in the street. Say you hard, but you soft like designer seats, I put your whole brand to rest — obituary beat. Yeah— You a stand-in rapper, not the face of the city, I’m the New York vein — hard, gritty, no pity. If you looking for a crown, better check who built it, I’m the ash on the mic, your whole empire wilted. [Bridge] You want war? Step up, but the war gon’ change you, Every diss that you drop just gon’ dig out your grave too. Respect ain’t purchased, the block don’t praise you, I’m the ghost in your booth — every rhyme gon’ phase you. [Hook] You trash, I’m timeless — don’t ever compare us, Your catalog weak, whole career look careless. Talk crowns, but you shook when the kings appear, Say my name, disappear — make your soul see fear. [Outro] Ashes to ashes, your reign turn rust, Legends never die, only fakes bite dust. Keep my name out your mouth if you value your breath, New York born king, put your rumors to rest.
