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  1. you will not be able to stay home brotha
    you will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out
    you will not be able to lose yourself on scag and skip out for beer during commercials
    because the revolution will not be televised

    this right here for the number ones
    number ones here with your number one
    you ain't number one, just another one
    now everybody sayin' that they number one

    ring the alarm, the caterpillar keeps firing
    oh, we in the war
    where butterflies keep dyin' (ah)

    i'm a product of parker, lewis and kubiak
    if didn't do this, where in the fuck would you be at?
    see there's a difference between us, what i spit hit arenas
    you a drip from my penis, i eat lion and sip hyenas
    you number one when it comes to slaughtered mics
    i'm tryna be number one in my son and daughter life
    uh, all you niggas my lil' rapper babies
    y'all my children, y'all bit my shit and contracted rabies
    don't you grade me next to these rapper, baby, that's degrading
    my style got so many different facets, i switch into so many different passions
    i'm skippin' class to be fascinating
    my pen is like big ben, this shit's just a classic waiting
    your favorite rapper come at me, i just decapitate him
    out here congratulating these has-beens who had their highs
    these rappers only won their matches because they strategize
    i'll bring adequate to these patterns and here's my battle cry

    ring the alarm, the caterpillar is firing
    oh, we in the war
    where butterflies keep dyin' (ah)

    this right here for the number ones
    number ones here with your number one
    you ain't number one, just another one
    now everybody sayin' that they number one

    here take your number one, quit
    number one soul, get your number one chip
    number one fly with your number one kicks
    when it's all done then your number gon' switch

    hold up, wait a minute
    guess what i'ma never do
    show so much respect to you
    that i feel like we're friends, so now we no longer competitors
    that could be the death of you
    never let someone who's not as smart as you gas you up
    and tell you somethin' you never knew
    always stay professional
    you always gon' make revenue
    don't let people next to you that don't want the best for you
    it's completely normal to hold on to what we're retracting to
    i do what i want to do, they do what i let them do
    everything niggas be sayin' is a fuckin' lie
    there is nothing i can say to you that is good
    remember when you raisin' the butterfly
    don't you ever fucking disrespect the caterpillar

    this right here for the number ones
    number ones here with your number one
    you ain't number one, just another one
    now everybody sayin' that they number one
    here take your number one, quit
    number one soul, get your number one chip
    number one fly with your number one kicks
    when it's all done then your number gon' switch

    you lookin at atilla
    the psychopathic killer, the caterpillar
    don't tell me when i'm supposed to rap until
    especially when your favorite rapper isn't even half as ill
    a savage still, the tracks a banana peel, attack of the silverback gorilla
    you havin' a little trouble fathomin' this is actually happenin'
    like anderson silva when he snapped his shin in half
    and then had shit hangin' by a flap of skin
    after he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
    pad to pen i’m batty like eyelids when they're blinkin' a lot
    you copy me, but you're not
    you can't be butterflies
    my offspring's are just moths
    if i see that thing, i'ma squash it and rip the wings of it off
    so ring the alarm, pull the extinguishers off of the wall, set the sprinklers off
    like jada pinkett and queen latifah, 'til the shingles come off the roof
    we'll shatter the ceilings
    slaughterhouse in the building, middle fingers aloft
    say what i think when i rhyme, in ink-pen i talk
    and the language i speak is my mind
    kingpin and penguin combined
    spit like it's king of the dot
    a singular thought i'd think i would help you distinguish
    a brother from the cream of the crop
    wait a minute, hold up
    like a flash card
    damn dog, is that copyin', or payin' homage?
    it's sad because dad taught you to rap as a damn toddler
    my dad is your grandfather
    i have to rehatch on you
    come back as black wasp
    half yellow jacket, you can't swat a
    sasquatch dancin' on top of a ant,
    trample it and stomp it, smash it and stand on it
    dammit, i can't stop it
    the rap is a vag and i can't stop goin' in like a tampon in this bitch
    it's is manslaughter
    stampin' out grasshoppers, you can't be no rap gods
    in fact you're exact opposites
    you make a wack song, and can't hold a candle
    but even daniel-san wax off, you jack-offs
    need to come to grips, like a hand job
    the boom bap is back with an axe to mumble rap
    lumberjack with a hacksaw
    number one, but my pencils are number two 'cause that's all i do with 'em
    poop is my pseudonym
    on the john like a prostitute when i droppin' a deuce and
    when i'm producing them lyrical bowel movements
    these beats are like my saloons
    'cause these bars always got my stools in 'em
    and i don't need metamucil to loosen them
    bitch it is real like i pooped jerusalem
    i'm 'bout to go spin another cocoon
    and i'm cuttin' you from your mother's womb and i'm bustin' you