Red alert, red alertRed alert, red alertRed alert, red alertRed alert, red alertI'm way ahead of rappers, like where they used to keep the rock cassettesI got a leg up like how Cool J used to rock his sweatsLet's see, I'm the killer you're the victimWe both got a way with words I'm just iller when I spit themPew Pew, churches benchesClap clap, all you hear, all you fearI'm kinda sick so I took this verse offBut I'm kinda in charge of the fucking projectSo they can't take this verse offFirst off you're nerf soft, hang it up tykeFuck Seamus up, yeah rightIt's that high-end shit, I must be on another levelLike I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shitI leave a new emcee shakingHoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free baconI got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-freeYo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac diseaseYou all about frontin' you ain't been on the roadThe only real tour (realtor) you ever dealt with is house huntingCzarface persona, drunk off that JamesonOn my J.Jonah and I'm outProfessor X calling red alert red alertMayday maydayHurry The Professor needs usBut who dare threaten us now?CzarfaceI'm sorry to bother youBut something has come up that I thought you'd want to know aboutWhat is it Hans?Something's wrong with the kidsBroadcasting live out the kitchen like a cooking showCake boss, they open off of cookie doughI see 'em looking though, I'm on a-plusGame tough, clutch performer and my name's upYou puff that plain stuff, I hit that sour powerMight've hit that white girl but I ain't 'bout no powderClash with the titans who blast with the licenseTo kill, for real that's why they icing my grillDon't deny what I'm reciting is illNot saying I'm the greatest alive, only time will revealI lean 'em in the dope fiend, fire providerLight up the whole scene, sinister spitter did it for no creamMy line-up the finest just like a pro teamFrom the bottom I've risen, living the life most dreamThey smiling in your face but the hate's strongSo I ram it in their face like Jake Long
