[Lyric] Rap Race (DGB EFFECT)

[Intro]
Who's next? Haha
I'm tired of all this shit
Who's next? Haha
I'm about to kill all of these motherfuckers with this shit
Watch this shit I'll flip the script bitch
The world's fucked I'm just speeding it up

[Hook]
Who's next? I'll bet they said you wreck shit
Raps a test to be respected
And the rest will get rejected
Get the message if you slept another second
You'd be next to be the recipe of wreckage
When I drop thesе records
So live my life as a fan with a plan
And I'm about to bе the man and expand my brand and
I won't be grimy to the people that's behind me
When a major label finds me and signs me
And then divides me and the crowd

[Verse 1]
I'm coming scripted with toxic fumes
Dropping hot shit that's twisted and locked in tombs
I spit vicious, clap and hit victims
Smack a bitch Christian and rap with six systems
Replace haters with hammers and straight razors
And aim at they pacemakers
Before I go rape neighbors
I slash and slice like a razor knife
And then save your life
Just so I can take it twice
Ugh
We be on it, DGB will be demonic
I don't heat the beat I bomb it
And I meet and greet with chronic
And honestly I think I deserve six figure cash
Bitch thick with ass and lipstick that flashes
I'll double back and you bitches do backflips
And see me cash stacks then ass kiss
You fat bitch
Nah
You won't get a fuckin dime from me
I'll just add that to my rhyming schemes and smoke some hydro weed
Cause I be killin it, fillin it, spillin, drillin it
Pillin it, willin villian, and Dylan's still in it killin it
Seein it, feedin, bleedin it
Squeezing it, seizing, breathing it
Leaving, believing either its evil or its some demon shit
Now I'm grown I see this time
I need this high
I'ma try to reach the sky
And my recent rhymes were sick so I'll be that guy to speak my mind
And show you I'm a beast this time
So
[Hook]
Who's next? I'll bet they said you wreck shit
Raps a test to be respected
And the rest will get rejected
Get the message if you slept another second
You'd be next to be the recipe of wreckage
When I drop these records
So live my life as a fan with a plan
And I'm about to be the man and expand my brand and
I won't be grimy to the people that's behind me
When a major label finds me and signs me
And then divides me and the crowd

[Verse 2]
Tik tok I'm loading off 6 shots
To open up 6 spots
I'm hoping it's 6 cops
Time's ticking I'll snatch you and spine split you
Then catch you at night hit you and everyone might miss you
I'm racing the clock and escaping the block
Got the paper chasing the rock
And now I'm rotten and I'm plottin
I got problems on the surface I'm not bothered
It's burning like hot lava
Get nervous and pop on em
Deaths coming I'm stressed from running from it
I'm next there's something coming for my neck and stomach
So I'm mint like menthol
I'll verbally end all
You bitches who pretend to invent songs
And then some
That shits trash
Ill diminish it fast
I'm spittin the gas lets see how long your gimmick will last
The grim reaper to reach your speakers within
And defeat the preacher and win
I'm an evil creature of sin
I write rhymes its a spectacle starin
Lighting fires in the booth like an electrical chair
And I got the walls smokin
The mic just sparked open
Then flames just start growin
It's Satan's art flowin
I'm a monster villian
At your concert killin
Your concepts feelin no conscious for bombing children
Then you hear the lyrics, you're amazed and impressed
And then my shit is flowing in the veins in your chest
In your chest
[Hook]
Who's next? I'll bet they said you wreck shit
Raps a test to be respected
And the rest will get rejected
Get the message if you slept another second
You'd be next to be the recipe of wreckage
When I drop these records
So live my life as a fan with a plan
And I'm about to be the man and expand my brand and
I won't be grimy to the people that's behind me
When a major label finds me and signs me
And then divides me and the crowd