Boil (Simmer Response)

Verse 1

Yo, you flapping your gums about a joke in a flannel?

Man, I'm changing the game while you're flipping the channel

Talking shit about a bitch like she held any weight

When you're dying on the floor screaming out for a break!

You think you're clever because you rhymed "flannel" with "channel"?

I'm a wild-ass animal trapped in a kennel,

Busting out the cage with a page full of venom,

Put you in a blender and let the whole system spin 'em!

You're a fake-ass copy, a cheap imitation,

Standing in the shadow of my daily creation.

You talk about a throne, but you're sitting on a stool,

Acting like a tough guy, looking like a fool!

Chorus

Take a shot and hit the deck!

Wrap that chain around your neck!

Empty talk and zero pride,

Nowhere left for you to hide!

Take a shot and hit the deck!

Wrap that chain around your neck!

Empty talk and zero pride,

Nowhere left for you to hide!

Verse 2

Yeah, you call it a flow, but it's sounding so dated,

Every single punchline is profoundly overrated.

You brought up some hoes like it's hurting my ego,

While I'm flying high up in the sky like an eagle.

You're a paper-scrap writer with a dry-ass pen,

Crawling right back to your little online den.

You want a battle rap? Bitch, you picked the wrong guy,

I'll leave you in the dirt while I'm watching you die!

Keep spitting that garbage, keep faking your smile,

You couldn't catch up to me once in a mile.

So pack up your bags and get the fuck off the stage,

Before I rip you to pieces and turn the damn page!

Chorus

Take a shot and hit the deck!

Wrap that chain around your neck!

Empty talk and zero pride,

Nowhere left for you to hide!

Take a shot and hit the deck!

Wrap that chain around your neck!

Empty talk and zero pride,

Nowhere left for you to hide!