Yung GOD - Space Challenger

I been the best rapper since
I was practicin' abstinence
Met the baddest bitch
Knocked her down where her man should live
Left her crib
In a coupe deville
With the fifth wheel attached to the back of it
She must've been practicin'
'Cause shawty was immaculate
I'm six feet 260 plus but she can handle it
That's enough of that I been
Killing everything that I could touch like I was cancerous
The nine is like me live it'll make you put up your hands again
It's common sense to never doubt the god
But these niggas like atheist so ain't nobody savin' 'em
Dreams
Of these 16s packin' out football stadiums
Until then it's six beams camping' out at your cranium
The studio's the Sistine Chapel these people praisin' him
My women call me yunggod like my government
They call me legend that's my alias
An alien
I'm not from planet earth
I was sent from heaven to save this shit
These writtens is scriptures
And when my body leaves this earth they'll treat them like hieroglyphics
But I'm still livin'
So until then I'm content with being a god amongst men
Inside of my pen
Is f-f-fireman like the Carter II
Any nigga that try him must never heard him spit
How he think I'm no killer with flows so murderous
Legends Never Die tatted this shit is permanent
So many bodies had to burn em'
Ain't no half steppin' around me
This young nigga boutta blow up
Ain't no half steppin' around me
This young nigga boutta blow up
I walk in anybody hood like nigga who want beef
The same way I walked in the same way I leave
Y-U-N-double G-O-D
Unholy ghost
So dope I make a fiend OD
Not a shooter but I know a few that's C-O-D
This ain't a game
One call red is all they see
And all they chargin' me
A cuban link and some Jordan 3's
To regulate like they Warren G
I'm mud stomping competition
Not a stain on me
But it's blood all over the floor it's a murder when I step in
Murder what she wrote me but I promise you she loved it
Told me I'm her favorite but we can't get caught in public
To her man I'm just her cousin
I promise I ain't fussin'
'Cause I got shawty cussin'
She sweeter than a Russian
Back to what it is what it ain't and what it wasn't
Ima be the greatest no debates and no discussions
Ain't no half steppin' around me
This young nigga boutta blow up
Ain't no half steppin' around me
This young nigga boutta blow up

Written by:
Carl Williams III

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