[Verse 1: Scoob]
[Verse 2: L-Soul]
Feeling kind of home sick for a broken home
Kind of like the status quo of the Zanarkand dome
My life is not a fantasy, my past is not the final
So your simple rhymes is older than some record playing vinyl
I love role playing, and you love playing roles
And I know your bitch is cheaper than some sneakers that'll glow
Where do all the lames get inspiration from
I'm fulfilling prophecies of the information nun
And if you ain't get it, I'm talkin Delphi stuff
So you better take cover like Mr. Michael Huff
You talking big game but I'mma call your bluff
You just Aristo good night and good luck
That's the plain truth, homie get up out the booth
I tend to flow smoother than some supermarket juice
I love all the haters and the things they claim are true
I got into Fordham now what's there to left to prove
My family is telling me that I'm the last hope
But the ground is shaking under me, wrestler on the ropes
This is overkill you can call it rape choke
No self esteem so your making me your scape goat
But nigga that don't fly, I don't play those tricks
Cause tricks are for kids, you need to stop playing
Your raps are comedy, your last name is Wayan
You don't see my struggle when we talk face to face
When I say your bars is good I'm just throwing you the bait
Too full of bullshit you don't need another plate
Kind of like you obese and I'm throwing you the cake
Waiting for this chance, been a long time coming
If I'm Spitting Eminem then you Nick Cannon drumming
Knew this day would come, you was hating from day one
How is you on top when I'm sitting on the sun
I guess you ain't shit, just another bad memory
Nigga I'm killing you, intelligence hegemony
You ain't no threat for the kid from EmeryVille
[Verse 2: L-Soul]
Feeling kind of home sick for a broken home
Kind of like the status quo of the Zanarkand dome
My life is not a fantasy, my past is not the final
So your simple rhymes is older than some record playing vinyl
I love role playing, and you love playing roles
And I know your bitch is cheaper than some sneakers that'll glow
Where do all the lames get inspiration from
I'm fulfilling prophecies of the information nun
And if you ain't get it, I'm talkin Delphi stuff
So you better take cover like Mr. Michael Huff
You talking big game but I'mma call your bluff
You just Aristo good night and good luck
That's the plain truth, homie get up out the booth
I tend to flow smoother than some supermarket juice
I love all the haters and the things they claim are true
I got into Fordham now what's there to left to prove
My family is telling me that I'm the last hope
But the ground is shaking under me, wrestler on the ropes
This is overkill you can call it rape choke
No self esteem so your making me your scape goat
But nigga that don't fly, I don't play those tricks
Cause tricks are for kids, you need to stop playing
Your raps are comedy, your last name is Wayan
You don't see my struggle when we talk face to face
When I say your bars is good I'm just throwing you the bait
Too full of bullshit you don't need another plate
Kind of like you obese and I'm throwing you the cake
Waiting for this chance, been a long time coming
If I'm Spitting Eminem then you Nick Cannon drumming
Knew this day would come, you was hating from day one
How is you on top when I'm sitting on the sun
I guess you ain't shit, just another bad memory
Nigga I'm killing you, intelligence hegemony
You ain't no threat for the kid from EmeryVille
( L-Soul )
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