Don’t steal my verses or you’ll be a copycat
Cuz’ you cannot be dropping crap and talking smack
At the same time, Cuz’ i’m walkin’ back, and blame rhymes
To the rap game
(Rap?)
Can’t say that came and went cuz’ i’m savin’ it
Takin’ sins and learnin’ from em. Studio imma be earnin’ brother
The tables are turnin’ the other way like when I vaped just yesterday
I said don’t and then did it myself. Myself I need to help
Because, if i don’t imma die, and I have a life to live
Yes, this is me writin’ this. And this path, of suspensions
Its not right it is not. Cuz’ I don’t wanna have criminal record
I wanna be killin’ all letters. Of the alphabet. Intense, now it gets
My heart, they ask me how it is. It’s better. Her break my heart
Won’t let it break apart, won’t let her
I want letters. I cannot do this. Nah, you are still losin’
Ha! You are still bruisin
Don’t wanna start it again. Those raps you’ve done farted again
Don’t make me start with a pen. We ain’t friends let you, descend
I’m better than rappers who are men. Again, I am. Pen is damned
Cuz’ it’ll curse you. Into making good raps. So it’s a good curse
That makes you use good words to make a good verse
We got it, I swatted, psychotic, Iconic, Pretty ironic
That I can beat brat boys boom & bam wit b’s bro. I’m good at thirteen still
Burning can you see bro?
Eat the beat though
You want beef
Don’t taunt me bro
With this heat flow
In rap
I see codes. Beef. EAT BRO!!
So, your back again
Yes
I am
Test
My raps
You can’t do that
You poo that
Shoo cap
Boot crap
Lose trash
Yes I shoo that
The point is i’m better
So understand
Bro
Cuz’ you cannot be dropping crap and talking smack
At the same time, Cuz’ i’m walkin’ back, and blame rhymes
To the rap game
(Rap?)
Can’t say that came and went cuz’ i’m savin’ it
Takin’ sins and learnin’ from em. Studio imma be earnin’ brother
The tables are turnin’ the other way like when I vaped just yesterday
I said don’t and then did it myself. Myself I need to help
Because, if i don’t imma die, and I have a life to live
Yes, this is me writin’ this. And this path, of suspensions
Its not right it is not. Cuz’ I don’t wanna have criminal record
I wanna be killin’ all letters. Of the alphabet. Intense, now it gets
My heart, they ask me how it is. It’s better. Her break my heart
Won’t let it break apart, won’t let her
I want letters. I cannot do this. Nah, you are still losin’
Ha! You are still bruisin
Don’t wanna start it again. Those raps you’ve done farted again
Don’t make me start with a pen. We ain’t friends let you, descend
I’m better than rappers who are men. Again, I am. Pen is damned
Cuz’ it’ll curse you. Into making good raps. So it’s a good curse
That makes you use good words to make a good verse
We got it, I swatted, psychotic, Iconic, Pretty ironic
That I can beat brat boys boom & bam wit b’s bro. I’m good at thirteen still
Burning can you see bro?
Eat the beat though
You want beef
Don’t taunt me bro
With this heat flow
In rap
I see codes. Beef. EAT BRO!!
So, your back again
Yes
I am
Test
My raps
You can’t do that
You poo that
Shoo cap
Boot crap
Lose trash
Yes I shoo that
The point is i’m better
So understand
Bro
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