Lyrics Premonition Freestyle - Scru Face Jean

Slime Shady, baby
Haha, yeah
They want me to get on this, so i'm going to get on this, Look
"Fuck boy, what the problem is?"
Is what they ask when they walk up all Ominus
You better pray that you armored, bitch
Cause when they swarm the kid
I bet an arm that your heart will give
Can't trump those politics
Red & blue means something different on the block, you dig
Trap spot, where they cop a brick
And they plot their shit, call that the oval offices
I am a goblin, if i ain't the problem
Fuck it then, i will go solve him
I am involved with, some niggas that's heartless talking
Will make you a target
Something just sparked in a nigga mind, saying
"Fizza just kill it, this your time better get it, no chilling
For all the children still in the village"
Ain't trying to die as a motherfucking hero
I'm trying to live long enough to be the villain
So all you two-faced motherfuckers
Going to see your doomsday, godwilling
I'm illing, look where i'm from, fool
Look where it's come to, I have been humbled
Wishes do come true, I'm working with some dudes
That i have looked up to
There ain't no problem with me hoping on this 808
Tell all my people just keep mobing we'll be A-OK
Hot revolver, feel my pain
I'm problem solver, Lil Wayne
Your little fame will disappear
Have you talking to Lil Zaine
What up, captain
Niggas out here snapping, niggas really outrapping
All of you niggas, Niggas got more passion
If he got more stabbing, i'm Hawking you niggas
It's alot more swagging, This my shot like magnums
Cocky little nigga, if Peter tried to pick my peppers
Then Proffitt point the pistol at them, I'm popping you niggas
Trying to keep my bread up
Trying to keep my head up
Without getting wet up
Niggas turn to hecklers
But to vendettas, i'm Conor McGregor
They ain't even catch the arm bar
Gun in the car, like Onstar
I don't trust niggas who know too much
Shit, i don't even trust Nardward
See, your rah-rahs are just blah-blahs
Bet you ball up like an aardvark
Bitch i'm in the hood like car parts
45 Bull dog, "Bark Bark"
It's Slime Shady, so i rhyme crazy
It's a dope era, 1-9-80
Might call Reagan and let crime pay me
For that Roc Boy like i'm Jay-Z
I'm crazy, no Kumbaya
I'm the greatest, Ali Boombaya
And all this money i move, i save
My pockets Fat Joe
And i'm cool like Dre
I know i'm flawed, but i removed my cage
I'm the god, so i'm cool by Ye
And i'll do them like they did Kim K
Tie them up and remove the safe