[Intro]
(B**t drops - heavy bass, tense synth loop)
[Verse 1]
Yo, check the mic, one two, this that truth serum
Emin Yusuf, sittin' there lookin' real confused, huh?
You run your mouth, think you slick, think you smooth
But you just don't know who I am, that's the fundamental truth
See the name ringin' bells? Muhammed K9G
Not some internet troll, livin' life obscenely
I move in silence, hit hard, leave the scene clean
While you postin' cap, buildin' castles in your daydreams
No damn amateur hour, kid, this ain't a game
I come from concrete, forged in the real motherfuckin' flame
Real Gs move different, you wouldn't understand the code
We walk the path less traveled, carryin' a heavy load
You soft, Emin Yusuf, fragile like cheap glass
Talkin' reckless, but your whole foundation built on sand, fast
You don't know the pedigree, the lineage I claim
K9G ain't just letters, it's a permanent stain
On posers, pretenders, clout chasin' little boys
You hear the bark? Yeah, that's the sound destroyin' noise
You think you know the streets? You barely know the block
While I'm mapped in the trenches, tickin' like a time b**b clock
So sit down, Yusuf, before you get put on blast
This ain't no playground diss, this shit built to last.
Real motherfuckin' Gs, yeah, that's the company I keep
While you d***n in the shallow end, way out your depth, so deep.
[Outro]
(B**t fades out with a final bass hit and a subtle, menacing synth echo)
