<div style="height: 1368px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px; width: 662px;"><img alt="tantofaz" src="https://i.imgur.com/IxiNYpy.png" class="fr-fic fr-dii"><div style="margin: -700px 0px 0px 291px; width: 360px;"><iframe scrolling="no" id="hearthis_at_track_5847923" width="100%" height="101" src="https://app.hearthis.at/embed/5847923/transparent/?hcolor=000000&color=000000&style=2&block_size=2&block_space=1&background=0&waveform=0&cover=0&autoplay=0&css=" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="" allow="autoplay"></iframe></div><div style="margin: 16px 0px 0px 40px; width: 319px;"><table style=" height: 468px; width: 319px;"><tbody><tr style="height: 468px;"><td style="height: 468px;width:319px;padding: 5px;"><div style="width: 319px;height: 468px;overflow: auto;padding: 5px;">(Verse 1) Let's talk about the truth Haters forgive me I'm not bowing anymore Yeah, I had some problems in the past That fucked my head And that "feminist miss" Always putting me below her So I promised that They could talk all the shit No one is going to fuck with me Now I'm at the top While they wonder what the fuck I did Make an excuse to despise hard work I said I was going to do this for fun But now girl Z commands this shit (Chorus) I'm in front of this motha I'm in front of this motha Nothing can compare to me Nothing can be compared to us None of these men do that like me (Verse 2: RAWAK) I'm sure you know my name Bow down, it's King Rawak They don't know who to blame When I show my impact Dude, you're such a shame You should accept the facts If you're not as good as I am So don't make eye contact Thirty diamonds in my teeth All these niggas call me bunny You can say whatever you want from us But we are the ones who make the money You are unprotected from the storm But you're my shadow, as if it were sunny Me and my girl giving shots to the air And laughing cause shit is funny They can't get me, they can't catch me They can't make history like ZÍ They can't with me, can't turn against me You've never seen a nigga playing rhymes like me (Verse 3) Since my "American dream" I've been making my name You can call me Queen I'm as influential as one They follow me to try to join the team But this shit is private I don't need false compliments I've had enough Those girls try to get into a fight with me I just ask to cut the list I don't want disturb when I'm enjoying it But I could teach these little girls how to make a real fire Let's talk about the truth (Verse 4: Victer Saint) As L.A Lakers, we are unsurpassed Forget the old ones rappers, they are outdated This fucking crown is in my head And these shit need someone to lead In my streets they call me king of rap Gueto's boys are converting my verses into cocaine And using my songs as effect morphine They wait I stepping on the ball I know they hope I fall Can't face me for a minute in the hall Near a 4mm you will feel small Pointing to your face, while I'm denying the Super Bowl I'm having anger amateur's, they aren't good like Lee Declining my appeal, they started like me I write what I live, you can that see If I wasn't good enough, I wouldn't be in a song ZÍ's (Chorus) I'm in front of this motha I'm in front of this motha Nothing can compare to me Nothing can be compared to us None of these rappers do that like me</div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div>