Taylor Made Freestyle Lyrics – Spectre

[Intro: Spectre0799]
Killuminati
Dons rise again
You can see it in my eyes again

[Verse 1: Spectre0799]
Kendrick, we need ya, the West Coast savior
Engraving your name in some hip-hop history
If you deal with this viciously
You seem a little nervous about all the publicity
Fu*k this Canadian lightskin, Dot
We need a no-debated West Coast victory, man
Call him a b!tch for me
Talk about him liking young girls, that’s a gift from me
Heard it on the Budden Podcast, it’s gotta be true
They told me the spirit of Makaveli is alive
In a n!gga under 5’5″, so it’s gotta be you
I would beef the whole fu*king game
It was me and Snoop Dogg, had my fu*king shirt off in the House of Blues
K, you gotta fu*k this n!gga girl, he gotta get abused
All that s*it ’bout burning tattoos, he is not amused
That’s jail talk for real thugs, you gotta be you
Gotta leave this motherfu*ker broken and bruised before we really lose
You asked for the smoke, now it seem you too busy for the smoke
I won’t lie, the people confused
Now you ’bout to give this s*it another week?
And fall back to home girl who running numbers up? I woulda refused
Fu*k these industry relationships, she not in your shoes
You supposed to be the boogeyman, go do what you do
Unless this is a moment that you tell us this not really you
In that case, there’s nothing left to say, I’ll just pass it to Snoop

[Verse 2: Spectre0799]
Nephew, what the fu*k you really ’bout to do?
We passed you the torch at the House of Blues
And now you gotta do some dirty work, you know how to move, right? Right?
I know you never been to jail or wore jumpsuits and shower shoes
Never shot nobody, never stabbed nobody
Never did nothing violent to no one, it’s the homies that empower you
But still, you gotta show this fu*king owl who’s boss on the West
Now’s a time to really make a power move
‘Cause right now it’s looking like you writing out the game plan on how to lose
How to bark up the wrong tree and then get your head popped in a crowded room
World is watching this chess game, but are you out of moves?
Dot, you know that the D-O-G never fu*king doubted you
But right now it seem like you posted up without a clue
Of what the fu*k you ’bout to do

[Verse 3: Spectre0799]
Yeah, unc’, that’s the truth
I’m definitely ’bout to come around the Lang gang and let my fu*king bowel move
S*itting on you n!ggas from a whole different altitude
High up in the sky like I’m Howard Hughes
The first one really only took me an hour or two
The next one is really ’bout to bring out the coward in you
But now we gotta wait a fu*king week ’cause Taylor Swift is your new Top
And if you ’bout to drop, she gotta approve
This girl really ’bout to make you act like you not in a feud
She tailor-made your schedule with Ant, you out of the loop
Hate all you corporate industry puppets, I’m not in the mood
I love it when you n!ggas talk loose like I’m not in the room
Since “Like That,” your tone changed a little, you not as enthused
How are you not in the booth? It feel like you kinda removed
You tryna let this s*it die down, nah, nah, nah
Not this time, n!gga, you following through
I guess you need another week to figure out how to improve
What the fu*k is taking so long? We waiting on you
The rest of y’all are definitely involved, y’all getting it too
Soon as you get the courage to drop, I’m out on the loose, on the loose

[Outro: Spectre0799]
Yeah, shout out to Taylor Swift
Biggest gangster in the music game right now
You know, I moved my album when she dropped, I said that already
You know, she ’bout to milli’ run through a Milly Rock on your head top, well
She got the whole pgLang on mute like that Beyoncé challenge, y’all boys quiet for the weekend, like
Dot, I know you’re in that NY apartment, you struggling right now, I know it
In the notepad doing lyrical gymnastics, my boy
You better have a motherfu*king quintuple entendre on that s*it
Some s*it I don’t even understand, like
That s*it better be crazy, we waiting on you
Yeah

[Intro: Spectre0799]
The intro sets a tone of resurgence and determination, invoking the spirit of the ‘Killuminati’ while asserting dominance and readiness for action. Spectre asserts that powerful figures are rising again, evident in the intensity reflected in his eyes.

[Verse 1: Spectre0799]
Spectre directly addresses Kendrick Lamar, urging him to assert his influence as a West Coast rapper. He accuses Kendrick of being hesitant in dealing with a particular situation, insinuating that Kendrick is avoiding confrontation. Spectre insults Drake (referred to as the “Canadian lightskin”), challenging Kendrick to assert dominance over him. He references rumors about Drake liking young girls and suggests that Kendrick should use this as ammunition. Spectre implies that Kendrick needs to engage in a beef to solidify his place in hip-hop history, even referencing the spirit of Tupac Shakur. Spectre recounts past confrontations, positioning himself and Snoop Dogg as formidable forces.

[Verse 2: Spectre0799]
Spectre continues to challenge Kendrick, questioning his readiness to engage in dirty tactics to maintain his status. He acknowledges Kendrick’s lack of a violent past but insists that Kendrick must assert his dominance nonetheless. Spectre accuses Kendrick of lacking direction and strategy, suggesting that Kendrick needs to make a decisive move before it’s too late.

[Verse 3: Spectre0799]
Spectre asserts his superiority and readiness to escalate the conflict, criticizing Kendrick’s alleged reliance on industry approval. He mocks Kendrick’s alleged hesitation and suggests that Kendrick is being controlled by outside forces, particularly Taylor Swift. Spectre mocks Kendrick’s recent music, suggesting a decline in quality and enthusiasm. He expresses impatience with Kendrick’s delay in responding and warns that others will also face consequences.

[Outro: Spectre0799]
In the outro, Spectre acknowledges Taylor Swift’s influence and mocks Kendrick’s perceived struggles. He sarcastically suggests that Kendrick’s response must be highly complex and intellectually challenging. Spectre expresses anticipation for Kendrick’s response, emphasizing the anticipation and expectation surrounding their feud.