[Intro - K. Jayz]
Yeah
Aha
Okay
I'm too far gone
Man these n***as can't see me
I'm so f**in' original, these n***as can't be me
Already know I'm the realest on the line
Motherf** these n***as, they ain't even worth my time
[Hook - K. Jayz]
I'm too far gone, n***as don't even know
Rappin' so fast, n***as can't even catch up to my flow
I blow so many trees like a hurricane
It make me feel good and it ease the pain
What the f** was you thinkin' f**in' with me, n***a?
What the f** was you tryna accomplish?
When you hear me on a track I don't waste my time..
I f**in' demolish
[Verse 1 - Heartxbeat]
I'm too far gone
I mean I'm too far gone
And if these n***as is deaf
Ugh, I'm too far gone
I'm up in my zone and I'm sippin' Patron
n***as is dumb and I'll aim at your dome
You girls are all easy, she givin' me dome
Ahh, welcome back back in my city
Girl showin' me titty
Sippin' on this licky
Blowin' loud, that sticky
Droppin' n***as, no missle
Poppin' n***a-lysicle
I'm sick as f** with this lyric sh**
Them n***as dumb and I'm spacin'
Up in the booth and I'm turnt to the max
And I make all these head with the Mac in the ‘lac
And I back and I back
On the track I attack
*pat pat pat pat*
Can you get that?
Keep up with the flow with lyric of the real
Cause I'm too sick
That lyricist spittin'
But them n***as ain't chief
I'm the (cough) murder-est lyrical
Spittin' this cynical
Demonical
Actually I make it look tragically
Matter fact…
Let me stand back when I spit this fact all on the track
I rap rap, and I rap my raps
Can you rap that? Can you hit that?
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Trill Will]
b**h I'm in my zone
Too far gone
That loud pack got me stoned
I treat that bank, but whip a drank
Step back and do my thing
In the streets, they call me boss
But I'm not tatted like Ro$$
Don't need no stress, don't need no b**h
Hit the clubs is what I do best
Blow the kush to relieve some stress
See the block and make some cash
8-6-4, candy paint
Swangin', bangin' blowin' stain
Ciroc on the rocks
Ice cold, like my heart
Don't want no sh**? Don't start no sh**
Talkin' out, that's out yo neck
Cause I got goons, I got straps
I got Bloods and Crips on deck
All ready to rep they set
And stomp yo a** for the hell of it
Trill Will be the name
Don't play with me, I ain't no game
I'll beat yo a**, take yo b**h
And put yo a** to shame
Most these rappers they so lame
They so lame
I'm just ridin' in candy-painted Chevy with the flames
They so lame
These rappers lame
And my Too Far Gone flow put they sh** to shame
K. Jay!
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - K. Jayz]
Stop
Hol' up
Let a real n***a begin
If you're not tryna rap for the music
Then n***a, you will never win
I came to talk about a life that I been through
n***a, f** you and your motherf**in' crew
I'ma come in and let it do what it do
I'm stupid high, what the f** I'm gon' do?
Nothin', I'm just gon' f**in' vibe
Do not k** my f**in' high
Cause if you really blow my high
Then you, sir, you must f**in' die
I'm playin'
I'm jokin'
My mind is just in motion
I'm provokin' everything I've broken
That means hearts, that means tokens
To a better life, to a better place
To a better high, to a better state
I'm too far gone to f** with you
Cause I'm in the sky
sh**, outer space
This rap sh** is easy
All these rappers sound so cheesy
I'm after that f**in' green
That green n***a
Luigi
Real only recognize real
So you can get the f** outta my face if you not
All these other n***as are tryna claim that they are
But they talk about the stuff they bought
Hmm
Hip-hop has really changed
It can never really just be the same
I need to find some other rappers who can rap like me
And take hip hop back to the original game
[Hook]