(Verse 1)
Yo, Nolaxx, step back, you ain’t got the style,
Talkin’ big game, but you’re just in denial.
Think you’re slick, but your rhymes sound weak,
Can’t keep up with me, I’m the realest on this beat.
(Chorus)
Nolaxx, you tryna be sneaky,
But your flow’s dried up, sounding real cheeky.
I’m the king of this grind, can’t you see me?
In this rap game, boy, I’m far from freaky.
(Verse 2)
I’m up in the booth, droppin' bars like a rock,
You just a knock-off, man, you tick like a clock.
Claim you’re the best, but we all know the truth,
When I spit fire, you just stand there, aloof.
(Chorus)
Nolaxx, you tryna be sneaky,
But your flow’s dried up, sounding real cheeky.
I’m the king of this grind, can’t you see me?
In this rap game, boy, I’m far from freaky.
(Bridge)
So step aside, it’s my time to shine,
Your rhymes are so dull, they need to realign.
I’m cruising in the fast lane, you’re stuck in the slow,
With every word I spit, I’m stealing the show.
(Outro)
Nolaxx, take notes, you could learn a thing or two,
When it comes to this game, you know I’m coming through.
While you’re out here lost, I’m on my winning streak,
So remember my name when you hear this beat.