Alex Trebek

Alex Trebek ask me the daily double question (Uh)

Born in the flesh, a profession

Put bullhorns through ya’ neck just to be extra (Uh)

I love sippin’ Grey Goose with papaya nectar (Yeah)

Yessuh

I’m dominating greatness, niggas know I’m next up

Why you [?] with Satan

Accolades blazing, amazing that lyrics coming from the brain

This is what the hustler found in the cocaines

You can't stop what's meant to happen

Destiny is a bully, that’s why I keep rapping

Got me in action mode, I’m so hip hop I’m like a rapping toad

Then hop on freaks then hop down the road

The Chicago scene is in a sunken place

Crybaby ass niggas [?] onion wave

Gun ablaze, a ton of those, a hundred loads of ammunition, cannon missin’, oh, I loant that shit to Goose

He on the money mission

USSR wanna meet with the god

I bring two types of heat to the ark

That’s my voice and the beats that I pick

I eat up shit then throw it all up with the fork when I’m spitting it

Critics quick to hop on my dick

Soon as I diss the rappers on the scene, wipe away the phlegm with some disinfectant (Ew)

It’s a different weapon that I hold, the whole Chicago scene is like mold so I keep the door closed (Uh)

Somebody in my job is in the sunken place

Album cover with me smoking on it, who could fuckin’ hate?

Now it’s got my boss sendin’ abusive messages

I was smoking weed while reading it, i wasn’t stressin’ it

I'm a defiant smokier (Uh)

I [?] to jokers in a deck of cards, slap a two of hearts down