Subpar (with Method Man)

Pick a fight, earn a stripe, run a light out of spite

Up all night, wrong or right, take a bite (hey!)

Eat the rich, hit a lick, drink a fifth, fuck a snitch

Split a wig, smoke a spliff, blow a kiss (hey!)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

Hey, hey! (Doo doo doo doo doo)

If suffering builds character, then get a load of me

I've been through shit, I'm filled with piss, I'm bloated totally

I can't condone to go the road of who I'm told to be

I told the peeps, "Roll the sleeves, let's go promote the beast"

Today, I hit a fucking lick just for the big homie

I feel better, got the stick, I got the thing on me

Tell the FBI I follow Jeff Bezos, pesos, quesos

Marshmallows, rainbows, game shows

Thinking 'bout life

What could a buck 95 get for living outside

Thinking I'd die for a lil' pie slice

Minimize time, gotta fit in my size

Gotta pimp out my ride, got a dinner by five

Gotta think of my pride, incentivize crime

I'm ahead of my time, temper hot as mine

This shit no accident, by design

Sometimes, a dam breaks

And sometimes, it can't wait

They broke the camel's back

Gonna take us all down stream

Pick a fight, earn a stripe, run a light out of spite

Up all night, wrong or right, take a bite (hey!)

Eat the rich, hit a lick, drink a fifth, fuck a snitch

Split a wig, smoke a spliff, blow a kiss (hey!)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

Hey, hey! (Doo doo doo doo doo)

I got time today, for every two rhymes, I throw a rhyme away

Round the way, these rappers do coke, might blow a line today

Blow your mind away, right by your bae, and by the way

I'll find a way to spin at the wheel of fortune and buy a K

Y'all don't like me 'cause y'all ain't like me and I get it

Your lady like me, it's more than likely that I hit it

The sky's the limit, get high enough, you can find me in it

And if dying quick is your only option then crying isn't

I mind my business, the one that paid me, no one can play me

Can't have a turn until half your circle can do 180's

I mean degrees, so cool it down like a summer's breeze

Some of y'all is MC's, some of y'all need some Summer's Eve

Like sonny please, I'm hot as a pair of Dungarees

And double W tats on a pair of some double D's, uh

Y'all don't want no trouble, don't trouble me

Suddenly, now some of y'all barely breathing because of me

Pick a fight, earn a stripe, run a light out of spite

Up all night, wrong or right, take a bite (hey!)

Eat the rich, hit a lick, drink a fifth, fuck a snitch

Split a wig, smoke a spliff, blow a kiss (hey!)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)

Hey, hey!