First Chain (Big Sean Diss)

[Intro]Come on now you know I was comin!Y'all just ain't know when!That was a cheap shot, now I gotta get you[Verse]Big Sean's album is trash, it sound wickedIn fights I be swingin like Will and Jada PinkettPapoose who? Boy I'll give you face shotsI'll leave your eye Puffy like the nigga who made Ma$e hot (DAMN!)All of your dogs is stray dogs y'all get straight shotsBastards I split acid they need MaaloxKanye wore a skirt what was he tryin to prove?Y'all be followin them illuminati rules (True!)Carry yourself like a man and you will failPlay a bitch, you prevailThe only time they want the black man to show his strength is during sportsOutside of that they all want us to be softSo Big Sean speak like a woman when he talk (HA!!!!!)When he havin a seat he keep his legs crossedWe can't blame him, it's really not his faultThis is the feminization that he was taughtYou ain't a man take that I'm from your mannerismYou brain dead, I just gave you aneurysm (DAMN!)True and livin, God cypher divine use your wisdomWhenever I'm recitin a rhyme the proof is given (Yeah!)Usin Biggie name? Who gave you permission?You look like Ralph Tresvant from New Edition (HA HA!!!!!)Gifted, I shoot to give no curseEverytime they play (Control) they skip yo' verse (Yeah!)Little bitch how much change you got in your purse? I'm 'bout to lift your skirtIt's a difference between great music and G.O.O.D. Music y'all ain't good with meHow the fuck they put your album out before Pusha T?! (WHAT!!!)I figured out why your so skinny then I got over it (YEAH!)Pusha must be sellin the crackand you smokin itAnorexic describe the way that you spitOn your next album cover it look like you takin a ahitBehind the green curtain same color as Kelis dressOn Nas album cover you a complete messIs that a indirect or you just a copycat'Cause he killed you on your own album, he bodied that (YEAH!!)Got the audacity to say your better than DrakeAnd out rap Jay-Z what a level of hateThose artist made you hot go ahead and give graceWorst +Clique+ verse they should spit that in your faceYour biggest record was called A-S-SNicki Minaj made it hot, you less fresh (YEAH!)I heard you 'Ye yes manwho get paid less checksSo when 'Ye ask a question you just say yes yes! (HA!!!)You cocky for no reason like you makin mad noise (WHAT!)You got your style from the original Bad Boy (YEAH!)B.I.G. Why you said that shitAlways sayin boi!!! That's Craig Mack shit (YEAH!)Still in New York? You better head back bitch! (THUG A!!!!)Red still ringin, let that red mac spit (ANTE UP!!!)First chain, don't make me laugh lameIn Brooklyn, that would've been your last chainSaid you stay on your toes, damn that's for ballerinas and girlsYou should stay grounded, keep your feet on the floorMiley did your video without you evenI saw your interview couldn't give a good reason at allLost on your first single you was fiendin the drawAttention to your project, she evened the score (True!)She illuminated your album you was fiendin for moreProstitutin for the press, you a media whore (DAMN!)Mentally you a virusPart of the reason we lost Hannah Montana now we stuck with Miley Cyrus (DAMN!)Talkin 'bout your (Hall Of Fame) but you and 'Ye is all the sameShare a verse wear a skirt place them on the wall of shameWhen they name lyricist they don't never call his nameSo in every interview you hear the fuck boy complain (Yeah!)Never walked in the subway tracks in the pourin rainWith a can of spray paint just to tag up on the trainNever seen a movie Breakin, Beat Street, Krush GrooveStyle Wars, Wild Style damn your a fuck dude (DAMN!)Ain't hip hop in alot of waysNever walked with a walkman your first headphones was Dr. Dre'sSean I get at you! Ready to attack you!Last name Mackie Doo, you gonna call me PapooseRight on my hand I got my whole city tattooedFive boroughs of death don't make me back smack you (HAAAA!!!!!!!!)King of my castle get out of here skedaddleEyes on the prize and my ears to the gravelNiggas like to tattle, shotty double barrelBrains on the windshield, Kaine cousin Harold (WHAT!!!)I carry the torch like a motherfuckin statueShittin on these rappers I don't even need a bathroomThey probably never had you know the man who craft youBig head scientist go by the name of YakubOh I spit a mean sixteen, I can match youWell I spit a M-16 who wanna battle?Papoose who? World Health OrganizationPapoose who? You a owl or you hatinWho? You know who the God is stop frontinNever say who, Who is a rock group from London[Outro]HA HAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!