[chorus]
coming at me when im dead there's night
even in the grave I'll put up a best fight
running round comin at him with the fake strike
standing alone your standing the in red light
[verse 1]
who you think you are goin at Man mathers
your layers of fat take multiple butter lathers
say you like to relax and like to kick back
no shit fatty your on the 7th big mac
always out but at fast food
dont chat shit to me cuz im not in the mood
pull up a strap calling me a hitman
so low the ranks dont even got a number 3 fan
think your tough showing of some bling
where's your other funds gone,bet its on another chicken wing
[chorus]
coming at me when im dead there's night
even in the grave I'll put up a best fight
running round comin at him with the fake strike
standing alone your standing the in red light
[verse 2]
fatty whats next have you lost your words
not just seconds but your coming back for thirds
I may be be kid but I still got raps
not like you with your man booby slaps
talking shit when your no where near him
McDonald's muncher time to hit the gym
you may be saying im targeting your weight
and that's okay im only four years after eight
[chorus]
coming at me when im dead there's night
even in the grave I'll put up a best fight
running round comin at him with the fake strike
standing alone your standing the in red light
[verse 3]
third and final maybe I dont know
your raps have been turned away just a no
big zoo time for you to be assigned
but in the asylum silent and confined
your whole career has just been declined
just seen you whole life, it's flatlined
its time for this man to pack it up and go
this guy looks like the statues that I build in the snow
this guys not tough with his brown santa beard
honestly brother it just makes you look weird
[chorus]
coming at me when im dead there's night
even in the grave I'll put up a best fight
running round comin at him with the fake strike
standing alone your standing the in red light