Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No I.D. on the track let the story begin…

begin… begin

This is anti-autotune, death of the ringtone

This ain't for Itunes, this ain't for sing-along

This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde

Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song

Wrong, this ain't politically correct

This might offend my political connects

My rap's don't have melodies

This shit make jackers wanna go n commit felonies

Ah, get your chain tooken

I may do it myself, I'm so Brooklyn

I know we facin a recession

But the music yall makin gonna make it the great depression

Ah, or your lack of aggression

Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men

Ah, ah.. nigga this just violent

This is death of autotune, ah moment of silence

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No I.D. on the track let the story begin…

begin….begin

Holdup, this ain't a number 1 record

This is practically assault with a deadly weapon

I made this just for Flex n Mrs. C,

I want niggas to feel threatened

Stop your blood clot crying

The kid the dog everybody dying

No lyin, your niggas' jeans too tight

Your colors too bright, your voice too light

I might wear black four years straight,

I might bring back Versace shades,

This ain't for Z100

Ye told me to kill yall to keep it 100

This is for Hot 9-7

The shit for clue for Khaled, for we the best n'

Nigga this shit violent

This is death of autotune, moment of silence…

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No I.D. on the track let the story begin…

begin… begin

Holdup, this shit need a verse from Jeezy… ay!

I might send this to the mixtape Weezy

Get somebody from BMF to talk on this

Give this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it

Get me foul to style on this

I just don't need nobody to smile on this

You niggas singin too much,

Get back to rap you T-Pain'n too much

Ah, I'm a multi-millionaire

So how is it I'm still the hardest n—a here?

I don't be in the project hallway

Talkin' bout how I be in the project all day

That sounds stupid to me,

If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me

Yeah, just get violent

This is death of autotune, moment of silence

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No I.D. on the track let the story begin…

begin… begin