(Intro: Lil Gost)
Yo shit not as real man
I’m bout to go hard on you niggas man
I’m not playing with you
(Verse 1: Lil Gost)
Uh I’m just a boy who’s thirteen
Making a ruckus for worse things
Making the verse clean
Doing the first thing
Causing the most scenes
I’ve been rapping, snapping, that’s my first dream
But I wanna make it big
I wanna take it with me
Things are never changing
Things are forever braking
Beans, and bread, and bacon
Told me your never staying
Money investigation
Father interrogation
Now I don’t wanna be a lifeless kid
I know rapping’s not easy when I write this shit
Sometimes I wanna be the one who will like this shit
When I write I quit
But on the mic I spit
Ima break it down to you when I write my thoughts
I know David is a kid but he likes to talk
And he rhymes a lot with a good word play
Now it’s my chance even though it’s my first day
I know one of you niggas are gonna be comin
That’s why I’m tryna make it bigger without eruption
I’m learning somethin , I’m so disgusting
This my passion and hip hop is the type genre that I fall in love
With
So give me somethin don’t give me nothin
Cause I’m just tryna get a head you niggas want shit
Cause back in the day when niggas had that wagady wave
I’m back in the game
You trash rappers have to get paid
And I be living in poverty
And people tryna come at me for what? yo you ain’t
Stopping me
I like a goddess
I’m mentally retarded, I talk shit about the new mumble rap
Nonsense
You goin harder and harder
I’m going farther and farther
Your not my mother and father
You are my sons and daughters
And I’ve been kinda far away
People say that I suck and I start to shake
I mop the place that’s not the case
And I’m bout to be your ass up niggas so don’t start with
Me
Call me Izzy just because it’s a harder name
I’m in the inside where my heart remains
All my hopes and dreams they all start to fade
And if I’m not rapping good enough take it as the harder
Way
(Verse 2: Kazi Affricano)
Ight i got a quick question
Where the fuck’s the [?] to my nasal congestion?
And where the fuck is the doctor at? my hearing aids should
Be tested
That’s right
I’m up your ass like a anal infection
Cause I’m sick and tired of you motherfuckers tryna shame my
Protection
And of course we all should’ve new the world in
Abomination
Like minimum wage from the government increased the
House payments
And I know they mad cause we askin for more
Cause I’m this country if you black you either rap or getting bagged
From the store
And if your scarfed if they just neglected you like Carriage The Dog and
And when they know your finally rich they comin back for
More
Sad to say but this is the life we live who knows
Maybe life ain’t like what you might of thought and it shows
I suppose
But what happened to wreck less driving and traffic?
I doubt me some Rémi with another bottle in my fanny pack
Huh
And what happened to domestic fraud in your bros card?
Your daughter’s getting degrade you should check up on her
Report card
Maybe I should call it a day cause life just gets so hard
And turn the other cheek and go back to sleep where it’s
So dark
My resident so off
And so as David facing the chaos
I’m locked up they won’t let me out as if I was Akon
I smoke and I get high but wouldn’t roll leaves
Till my days off
And I’m not no fucking wife beater rocking this fuckin
Tank top
And let’s fuck the feds cause to be honest I fuckin hate cops
And all racist as fuck and it’s probably the reason y’all getting
Laid off
Y’all getting rained on, played on tame destined to take on
Ate almost of you cock suckers y’all getting sprayed off
And it’s a catastrophe to scribble these rhymes with these
Crayons
But rapping’s my passion so ima just spaz till I make
Lots yo
(Outro) fuck yall, fuck the world y’all
Fuck y’all, fuck the world y’all
Fuck y’all, fuck the world y’all
Yo shit not as real man
I’m bout to go hard on you niggas man
I’m not playing with you
(Verse 1: Lil Gost)
Uh I’m just a boy who’s thirteen
Making a ruckus for worse things
Making the verse clean
Doing the first thing
Causing the most scenes
I’ve been rapping, snapping, that’s my first dream
But I wanna make it big
I wanna take it with me
Things are never changing
Things are forever braking
Beans, and bread, and bacon
Told me your never staying
Money investigation
Father interrogation
Now I don’t wanna be a lifeless kid
I know rapping’s not easy when I write this shit
Sometimes I wanna be the one who will like this shit
When I write I quit
But on the mic I spit
Ima break it down to you when I write my thoughts
I know David is a kid but he likes to talk
And he rhymes a lot with a good word play
Now it’s my chance even though it’s my first day
I know one of you niggas are gonna be comin
That’s why I’m tryna make it bigger without eruption
I’m learning somethin , I’m so disgusting
This my passion and hip hop is the type genre that I fall in love
With
So give me somethin don’t give me nothin
Cause I’m just tryna get a head you niggas want shit
Cause back in the day when niggas had that wagady wave
I’m back in the game
You trash rappers have to get paid
And I be living in poverty
And people tryna come at me for what? yo you ain’t
Stopping me
I like a goddess
I’m mentally retarded, I talk shit about the new mumble rap
Nonsense
You goin harder and harder
I’m going farther and farther
Your not my mother and father
You are my sons and daughters
And I’ve been kinda far away
People say that I suck and I start to shake
I mop the place that’s not the case
And I’m bout to be your ass up niggas so don’t start with
Me
Call me Izzy just because it’s a harder name
I’m in the inside where my heart remains
All my hopes and dreams they all start to fade
And if I’m not rapping good enough take it as the harder
Way
(Verse 2: Kazi Affricano)
Ight i got a quick question
Where the fuck’s the [?] to my nasal congestion?
And where the fuck is the doctor at? my hearing aids should
Be tested
That’s right
I’m up your ass like a anal infection
Cause I’m sick and tired of you motherfuckers tryna shame my
Protection
And of course we all should’ve new the world in
Abomination
Like minimum wage from the government increased the
House payments
And I know they mad cause we askin for more
Cause I’m this country if you black you either rap or getting bagged
From the store
And if your scarfed if they just neglected you like Carriage The Dog and
And when they know your finally rich they comin back for
More
Sad to say but this is the life we live who knows
Maybe life ain’t like what you might of thought and it shows
I suppose
But what happened to wreck less driving and traffic?
I doubt me some Rémi with another bottle in my fanny pack
Huh
And what happened to domestic fraud in your bros card?
Your daughter’s getting degrade you should check up on her
Report card
Maybe I should call it a day cause life just gets so hard
And turn the other cheek and go back to sleep where it’s
So dark
My resident so off
And so as David facing the chaos
I’m locked up they won’t let me out as if I was Akon
I smoke and I get high but wouldn’t roll leaves
Till my days off
And I’m not no fucking wife beater rocking this fuckin
Tank top
And let’s fuck the feds cause to be honest I fuckin hate cops
And all racist as fuck and it’s probably the reason y’all getting
Laid off
Y’all getting rained on, played on tame destined to take on
Ate almost of you cock suckers y’all getting sprayed off
And it’s a catastrophe to scribble these rhymes with these
Crayons
But rapping’s my passion so ima just spaz till I make
Lots yo
(Outro) fuck yall, fuck the world y’all
Fuck y’all, fuck the world y’all
Fuck y’all, fuck the world y’all
( Lil Gost )
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