[Intro]
[Verse 1:Upwords]
I might never be that dude on the top of the billboards
But I got verses that mc's would kill for
Got my own style like the swing of happy gilmore
Lyricaly rich but my bank acount's poor
But fuck it I ain't rappin for the C notes
I'm rappin cos my firstwords needed sequel
Rappin' to educate the ignorant people, who thought album of the year was "Bad Meets Evil"
Or even worse any thing by young money
One fake chick and a bunch of put buddies
If I'm lying god take my toungue from me, I still got it now listen up sonneys-hah
If you think that late punch line are difficult
Here's a lesson for you kids, middle school
It's not difficult to rhyme double syllables
Or use a fruity autotune; digital
A yo Common, why the fucking beef tracks
A yo Drake, when on stage rock knee pads
And thats not a joke about you sucking dick
Its cos at every show you fall like a clumsy bitch
Hmmm who else do I dislike?
Lil Bow Wow who told you your shit's tight?
Trying to claim that your in the top livin
You better say sorry and pray for forgivness
I highly dought you could serve little romeo
You're about as corny as a carrot top with corn rolls
And Soulja Boy, ha dont get me started
Here's all my money, You're fucking retarted
Ringtone artists with the catilaga whack tracks
If you got swag why you jackin' off kat stacks
Waka Flocka, What the fuck you sayin G?
I know kids that could devistate you lyricly
Wiz Khalifa, we get it dude your tailored
Stay high as fuck and prefer rolling papers
People like you make Hip-Hop a mockery
Like a drag queen, Playing goalie for a soccer team
I can't stand it, The industry is full of clowns
And thanks Power 106, You really hold it down
Thats why I'm loyal to the underground
Real reconize real and I'm done for now
[Verse 1:Upwords]
I might never be that dude on the top of the billboards
But I got verses that mc's would kill for
Got my own style like the swing of happy gilmore
Lyricaly rich but my bank acount's poor
But fuck it I ain't rappin for the C notes
I'm rappin cos my firstwords needed sequel
Rappin' to educate the ignorant people, who thought album of the year was "Bad Meets Evil"
Or even worse any thing by young money
One fake chick and a bunch of put buddies
If I'm lying god take my toungue from me, I still got it now listen up sonneys-hah
If you think that late punch line are difficult
Here's a lesson for you kids, middle school
It's not difficult to rhyme double syllables
Or use a fruity autotune; digital
A yo Common, why the fucking beef tracks
A yo Drake, when on stage rock knee pads
And thats not a joke about you sucking dick
Its cos at every show you fall like a clumsy bitch
Hmmm who else do I dislike?
Lil Bow Wow who told you your shit's tight?
Trying to claim that your in the top livin
You better say sorry and pray for forgivness
I highly dought you could serve little romeo
You're about as corny as a carrot top with corn rolls
And Soulja Boy, ha dont get me started
Here's all my money, You're fucking retarted
Ringtone artists with the catilaga whack tracks
If you got swag why you jackin' off kat stacks
Waka Flocka, What the fuck you sayin G?
I know kids that could devistate you lyricly
Wiz Khalifa, we get it dude your tailored
Stay high as fuck and prefer rolling papers
People like you make Hip-Hop a mockery
Like a drag queen, Playing goalie for a soccer team
I can't stand it, The industry is full of clowns
And thanks Power 106, You really hold it down
Thats why I'm loyal to the underground
Real reconize real and I'm done for now
( Upwords )
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