Doomsday Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo (Yeah) A little under the weather Fuck it Yeah Alright, here we go (Uh) [Verse] First, I'ma shred a— (What?) Verse like I had a personal vendetta (Yeah) Words come together like birds of a feather (What?) 'Til I need a walker like Herschel, I'm better (Yeah) Than all of you fuckin' little twerps put together But I'm not tryna be controversial, I'd rather (Nah) Talk about shit with a purpose that matters (Like?) Like, who had the second best verse on "Forever"? (Damn) Now, I got a riddle (What?) One condition, you mustn't laugh (Okay) What is the opposite of Benzino? (Uh, what?) A giraffe (Haha) "Go at his neck," how the fuck is that? (Yeah) How can I go at something he doesn't have? (Haha) Arm so short he can't even touch his hands When they're above his head doing jumping jacks (Wow) Sorry, I don't mean (What?) to upset you, Ben' (Yeah) When I talk about (What?) all the debt you in (Uh) I hear that you been (What?) creepin' on the low In them cheap hotels (Yeah) that they catch you in (What?) Jesus Christ, dawg (Damn), when you said two-ten (What?) Never guessed you meant (Damn) at the Red Roof Inn (Shit) In a room with one (Ha) single bed, two men (What?) Shady, man, you can't, yes, you can (Shh) Well, I guess then I regret to inform you, hate to spoil a day (What?) But this doesn't bring me no joy to say (Huh?) Guess that Coi Leray feat's in the toilet, eh? (Goddamn it) Yeah Damage due to flows, collateral, I s'pose Gat pointed like mine and Sandra Bullock's nose (Well) Yeah, them bullet holes (Yeah), have you full of those (Yeah) You'll catch a stray like Animal Control (Brrr), plan a funeral I'ma probably have to plan a few neurological exams Once again, it is off into that damn padded room I go Right toward the asylum or the psych ward Because I strangled you with a mic cord Because my (Blah), fuckin' mind's morbid I'm on my (What?) Pegasus, my high horse, and I'm fly (Yeah) Bitch, I soar like a sty You probably feel like you're gonna die (Yeah) 'Cause you're in my morgue and you're tied up like a tight score And that's why (What?) I'm back with Cole Bennett And I been at the level J. Cole been at It's Aftermath that I ride for 'til I die