How You Like Me Now( part 2)

They said I’m washed, I’m rust, I’m faded to dust,

But now I’m shining, crust to gold, trust the bust.

Said I’m cooked, burnt toast, crumbs on the rug,

But now the toast pop, buttered up, ain’t no shrug.

Tombstone talkers, y’all carved my name,

But I’m the ghost in the pen, haunting your fame.

Roaches scatter when I stomp, ain’t no debate,

They said I’m done—now they can’t clean the plate.

Dust on my name, y’all swore it was dirt

Grave-diggin' early, tryna bury my worth

Snake tongues hissin', venom in the church

But I’m back, spittin' fire, make the preacher curse

Said I was done, now I’m cookin' the stew

Pot thick with the bars, yeah, I’m brewin' it new

Y’all chatter like parrots, feathers caught in the glue

Wings clipped, watch me soar, now the sky’s my view

How you like me now?

Standing tall, head high, not a bow

Talked that talk, but look who’s the prowl

How you like me now? How you like me now?

From the gutter, the sewer, where the rats play chess

Y’all was throwin' bricks, I was buildin' success

Now my pockets gettin' fat, make the denim confess

Spittin’ venom on the beat, got you suckers distressed

They said poet was washed, now I’m floodin' the streets

Hurricane flows, y’all beneath my feet

Broke bread with the wolves, no scraps for the sheep

Now I’m feastin' on crowns, leaven' doubter's words six feet deep under ground

You doubted my pen, now it’s cuttin' through stone

You laughed at my fall, now I’m takin' the throne

A phoenix reborn, ashes fuel the tone

Keep barkin', lil dogs, I’m a mastiff full-grown

How you like me now? Bet you taste the crow,

How you like me now? Watch the venom flow.

How you like me now? On my throne, I vow,

How you like me now? How you like me now?

Y’all said I’m dead, chalk lines, crime scene,

But I resurrect with bars so mean, so clean.

Y’all’s the court jesters, I’m the king unseen,

Y’all’s the plastic forks, I’m the guillotine.

Said I’m washed, but I’m tidal waves crashing,

Y’all puddles on the floor, my wrath everlasting.

Call me a has-been, but I’m a phoenix blasting,

Ashes to glory, I’m forever outlasting.

You doubted my climb, now watch the summit,

You whispered my fall, now I’m above it.

Your words like bricks, I built the palace,

Now sip on the bitter wine of your malice.