Bucket Hat Low Freestyle
[Intro]
It's Unknown motherfucka
Yo

[Verse]
All you rappers your career is on the clock
I’m causin' damage you should fear
And you know I can’t be stopped
I’m on the tier with Gods
You nowhere near the top
My bars are hittin' hard like Walter chops
I’m insanely gifted
Puttin' rappers in coffins, happens often
More hated than a Yankee fitted in Boston
Think twice before you say my name in vain
I get under your skin
Cause my pen nice and I aim for great
I always drop the best verses
You get destroyed by my rhymes
Your death is certain like Royce Da 5’9
My time is now like John Cena
You a loser, I’m the man
You make music?, not a fan, nigga
Me in the booth is in demand, nigga
You should put the mic down
Oh you wanna fight now?
Your future not lookin' to bright now
You gon’ get these hands like a palm reader
Knocked out right now
All that who the greatest talk, you better dead it
Cause it’s me, no question
Emcees so threaten
It’s war when I lay a verse
I don’t wait I spray first
You plan to stop me?
Go ahead, break a leg Gordon Hayward
[Outro]
Yo Russ
You should've got me on Chomp 2 man
I would've caught a fuckin' body on this motherfucka