Elevator -

Nina Macc ain’t here you called Emacculate

Dark hair and I don’t care you know I’ll smack a bitch

From the front side of this room right to the back of it

Dollars to the ceiling, I’m willing just for the stack of it

Ooh I’m the realest, showing my love to Johnny Burns

You thought that I was quitting, you kidding fuck it you 'bout to learn

Me, I’m the best on the West as far as I’m concerned

They call me Undertaker you faker, I’ll put you in an urn

Bitches claim that they beat me shit when did this occur

Can you take me back to this day cause It’s a fucking blur

Hoe it never happened, quit lacking cause I’m attacking

Anything in my vicinity stopping me from this action

What the fuck is some opposition to the elite

If they ain’t worth about a thousand they ain’t touching my feet

If it ain’t 'bout to go platinum I ain’t touching the beat

Like I’m allergic to the shit yo I ain’t touching defeat

Achoo nigga it ain’t you

If it ain’t come up out my mouth then my nigga it ain’t true

I see you calling Stacy Dash and asking her for a clue

Cause you need it trick, flow get wet like summer fruits

Now we might get up on the same elevator bitch

But we ain’t getting off on the same floor nah

Now you might think that you can really bring it to a bitch

Until I’m all up in your face and you don’t say no more

Now we might end up on the same elevator bitch

But we ain’t getting off on the same floor nah

Now you might think that you gon' make it to the penthouse

But hoe you ain’t even gon' make it through the front door

When they play it, haters are gonna hate it

But they do it silently punk bitches are scared to say it

In the studio with wack ass tracks and scared to lay it

What’s the hold up did you froze up why you delaying

All that mumble mouth jargon you barking what is you saying

Wanna see me?

Ha bitch you better be fucking playing

Cause to be me you got to be more than a pretty face

I’m spitting the kind of venom that’s better than using mace

I’m named after a nine and I might got one on my waist

Even if you pay for my time I ain’t really got none to waste

Now I upgraded my flow and I’m ranking in first place

And if anybody don’t like it then tell me just how it taste

Emacc in this shit, if you ain’t already

Couple bumps up on the road but now It’s all steady

Life ain’t long enough to focus on the broke and petty

So I’ma keep throwing up West like the shit’s confetti

Now we might get up on the same elevator bitch

But we ain’t getting off on the same floor nah

Now you might think that you can really bring it to a bitch

Until I’m all up in your face and you don’t say no more

Now we might end up on the same elevator bitch

But we ain’t getting off on the same floor nah

Now you might think that you gon' make it to the penthouse

But hoe you ain’t even gon' make it through the front door