This ain't no diss track against Kendrick Lamar
I just like the beat so I had to grab a pen and go hard
Hip Hop's confusing me is it the end or the start
I'm doing it by myself I ain't got a friend that's a star
You just shaked your head now you hold your breath
Cuz I will shock everybody like you're close to death
Maybe it will feel like a fucking overdose of meth
But if you ain't feeling this shit you must be old and deaf
Say no to stress I just hope for the best
I rap my ass off yeah homie I'm broke but I'm blessed
You ain't gotta touch me you know it's cold on my chest
I stole your motherfucking car and I sold it for less
And I will do it again bitch it's a vicious cycle
I will make you put your hands up like the biggest rifle
Judging by my lyrics you probably think I'm a bitter psycho
Whatever you will call me you know I'm ill and tight bro
But sixteen ain't enough
I gotta spit more to get attention like a naked slut
But I don't talk shit like most of the rappers you listen to
People really need to grow up man this shit isn't cool
While you sit on a bobby car I'm just trying to body bars
I ain't got a bodyguard even though my hobby's art
I'm an artist with a passion I don't need to party hard
I don't need a fucking molly I don't need a naughty broad
All I need is one mic even if I kill it
I just gotta make a sacrifice to be one of the illest
Lately I've been really getting a lot of hate
So I worked harder to make them respect my conglomerate
They're telling me to quit stop wasting your time
If I hear it again I'll stick a fucking blade in your spine
I ain't taking no shit but I'm gonna take what is mine
I'm so tired of people underestimating my grind
I just like the beat so I had to grab a pen and go hard
Hip Hop's confusing me is it the end or the start
I'm doing it by myself I ain't got a friend that's a star
You just shaked your head now you hold your breath
Cuz I will shock everybody like you're close to death
Maybe it will feel like a fucking overdose of meth
But if you ain't feeling this shit you must be old and deaf
Say no to stress I just hope for the best
I rap my ass off yeah homie I'm broke but I'm blessed
You ain't gotta touch me you know it's cold on my chest
I stole your motherfucking car and I sold it for less
And I will do it again bitch it's a vicious cycle
I will make you put your hands up like the biggest rifle
Judging by my lyrics you probably think I'm a bitter psycho
Whatever you will call me you know I'm ill and tight bro
But sixteen ain't enough
I gotta spit more to get attention like a naked slut
But I don't talk shit like most of the rappers you listen to
People really need to grow up man this shit isn't cool
While you sit on a bobby car I'm just trying to body bars
I ain't got a bodyguard even though my hobby's art
I'm an artist with a passion I don't need to party hard
I don't need a fucking molly I don't need a naughty broad
All I need is one mic even if I kill it
I just gotta make a sacrifice to be one of the illest
Lately I've been really getting a lot of hate
So I worked harder to make them respect my conglomerate
They're telling me to quit stop wasting your time
If I hear it again I'll stick a fucking blade in your spine
I ain't taking no shit but I'm gonna take what is mine
I'm so tired of people underestimating my grind
( Kaos Steve )
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