DAMAGE. (feat. Blue J)

I'm proving these atheists wrong when I hop on the track
I'm a god on the track
It go hard when I rap
And these bars finally slap like your mom and your dad
When you get them too mad and you've been acting bad
What you're spitting is trash
Boy I'm an animal, run with the pack
Just like a school, you know it's no cap
Telephonic transmissions I'm spitting these fax
The way that I'm spitting they say it's impractical
Aim with precision I'm doing it tactical
You wanted beef my boy, I'm just gonna laugh it off
I'm making racks and you know I'm going to stack it up
When you address me just use proper etiquette
Call me the goat and don't ever forget it kid
Don't follow trends, but I still stay ahead of them
Thomas and Blue yeah you know we are the best at this
Blue J yeah that is the name
Looking at you from a birds-eye view
I'm the best yeah I ain't tamed
I have been rhyming any word I choose
I'm sorry Thomas but I'm killing your beat
Aye man it's fine 'cause I'm doing it too
I was spitting heat in my verses way before I was even out with "On The Loose"
Now we are the goats but y'all counting sheep
Y'all have been sleeping on J and Big T
Can't handle my ice so they all gonna freeze
Drip is hard got the bag, that's some tea
Drip is hard got the bag, that's some tea
Uh (Let's Go)!
When you come around me you don't have a choice
You got to hit hard like the kick of a horse
And I'm bout to make your whole turn around like religion
Or maybe the chair on "The Voice"
And I got decisions to make for my life
Either I'm dull or I get to the point
And I creep up like a thief in the night
I go deep with the mic like I don't got a choice
If I speak all the shit that I say to existence
You might get the message that I am a god
I'm way too high up to feel pain if I fall
I'm the best when you compare me to them all
I feel like Giannis every time that I ball
I stay on my feet but my feet on the wall
I do it for me I don't do it for y'all
But I hate it when they laugh at me in the halls
Bodies drop whenever I drop
You know I'm on top, that's never gonna stop
You hate on me publicly, you getting stomped
I silence the hate I'm making them stop
You got shit to say, you're not ready to talk?
I'm taking the car and I'm making you walk
Look at my chain, man look what I bought
We running these tracks and we never going to stop
We running like this 'til we get to the top
We look like balloons, the way that we pop
You're looking like fruit, the way that you rot
We live on the sun but we make it too hot
Look at my jewellery, look what I got
Tell me right now if it's cool or it's not
I'm probably done what you probably thought
I own every car that you see in the lot (Ah)