(Verse 1)
Yo, I'm coming at you like a tidal wave,
Calling out names, no need to behave,
Starting with Drake, the boy from Degrassi,
Started from the bottom, but his rhymes are just nasty,
Hotline Bling got the world in a trance,
But your ghostwriting game has no chance,
Rick Ross, hah, the boss with no shame,
Still fakin' lives, it's all just a game,
Puff Daddy, puffin' on that success,
But hiding behind others, that's your only address,
Jay Z, with Beyoncé by your side,
But your elevator fight couldn't hide the pride,
(Chorus)
You think you're on top, but I see through the haze,
Your egos are big, but it's just a phase,
I'm serving up lines, with a side of disdain,
You're all in my sights, it's time for some pain.

(Verse 2)
Chris Brown, with those moves on the floor,
But your temper's hotter than any encore,
Soulja Boy, tell 'em, what's your claim to fame?
Dissing everyone, but you're just a flame,
Kanye West, your ego's way out of reach,
Interrupting awards, you're a lesson in speech,
50 Cent, banking on that bulletproof vest,
But your music career is just another test,
You think you're untouchable, but you're in my zone,
I'm bringing the heat, you're all overthrown,
(Chorus)
You think you're on top, but I see through the haze,
Your egos are big, but it's just a phase,
I'm serving up lines, with a side of disdain,
You're all in my sights, it's time for some pain.

(Bridge)
You've built empires, but they're ready to crumble,
I'm breaking it down, your empires will tumble,
Your fame and your fortune won't save you now,
I'm laying it down, and I'm taking my bow.
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