[Verse]
I think that everybody wanna pass up on the bitter pill
That they ain't gonna slap on every beat, sorry
I would slow it down but I prefer to gas it up
I'm going fast so maybe play me on repeat, Ferrari
Why am I shouting out a car though?
Wouldn't even buy it if I could afford the cargo
Never gonna try it, burning money is a no-go
So go off in my truck for some froyo
I'm a nerdy Latino with some white skin
Why'd they wanna know what blood runs in my kin?
Label on a label and you're labelling the label
Try to turn humanity into a box to fit your fable
I think I'm turning unstable, but I'm able
To put this in a rhyme and try to turn the tables
But the turn tables that I used to turn
Were the tables for the records that the kids aren't gonna spin, so the rotation is burned
CD-R, but there's no CD player in my car
Just MP3, woe is me, don't take this old man seriously
You think the whole verse was random, I see
You don't understand the path of the ADHD
But the aching in me is forsaking my needs
So I can crack jokes for the folks who don't want to see
Is it time for the hook? Well, I really don't care
Got no time, gotta cook it, anybody out there?
All the haters try to book it when I'm sparking my flare
Unprepared for the meaning of emotionless stares
I'm going up the down staircase
Walking to my rhythm, I'll get on my own case
Flocking when I give 'em a reason to showcase
But so many missing the reason I don't show face
Everything has to come to an end
Never wore the mask just to try to pretend
I'll put it back on, not a gimmick or a trend
But a little bit of me, well, I guess I'm gonna lend
Got a similar journey to so many others
Not a reason to hurry the songs of each other
When the vision is blurry, we lean on one another
If you wanna face me, gotta face my brothers
Going out of your way throwing eggs at out door
Then your dawg rolled up, took a shit on the floor
Then your boy jumped in said "Don't fight anymore"
Tell us 'just ignore' when you draw your sword
Well I'm getting really dizzy from the whiplash
One day praying for me, then the next you tryna hide cash
Kinda screwed up this little game of subtle diss tracks
Let me clear it up, Scru and Munfu suck ass
Sad little Nick Cannon wannabes, on a dissing spree
All the people that you fighting in your Twitter tree
Ratio you, take a bow, say "Scru You"
Such a good name for you, dude, some props due
But take this into consideration
You and your whole bigot-filled hate nation
The only guy giving you any time or patience
Is a troll in a mask with a joking occupation
'Cause the big names you dissing are dismissing you
The real ones who rock with you don't know you, or they'd block you too
Don't you know we all have seen receipts?
From when you used your money just to be a creep
You won't box Grizzy, but you'll pay for some "box"
Flown to your house, 'cause when you're ugly - cash talks
I guess it wouldn't matter, it's too normal on the scene
But make sure your future marks are at least 18
I think that everybody wanna pass up on the bitter pill
That they ain't gonna slap on every beat, sorry
I would slow it down but I prefer to gas it up
I'm going fast so maybe play me on repeat, Ferrari
Why am I shouting out a car though?
Wouldn't even buy it if I could afford the cargo
Never gonna try it, burning money is a no-go
So go off in my truck for some froyo
I'm a nerdy Latino with some white skin
Why'd they wanna know what blood runs in my kin?
Label on a label and you're labelling the label
Try to turn humanity into a box to fit your fable
I think I'm turning unstable, but I'm able
To put this in a rhyme and try to turn the tables
But the turn tables that I used to turn
Were the tables for the records that the kids aren't gonna spin, so the rotation is burned
CD-R, but there's no CD player in my car
Just MP3, woe is me, don't take this old man seriously
You think the whole verse was random, I see
You don't understand the path of the ADHD
But the aching in me is forsaking my needs
So I can crack jokes for the folks who don't want to see
Is it time for the hook? Well, I really don't care
Got no time, gotta cook it, anybody out there?
All the haters try to book it when I'm sparking my flare
Unprepared for the meaning of emotionless stares
I'm going up the down staircase
Walking to my rhythm, I'll get on my own case
Flocking when I give 'em a reason to showcase
But so many missing the reason I don't show face
Everything has to come to an end
Never wore the mask just to try to pretend
I'll put it back on, not a gimmick or a trend
But a little bit of me, well, I guess I'm gonna lend
Got a similar journey to so many others
Not a reason to hurry the songs of each other
When the vision is blurry, we lean on one another
If you wanna face me, gotta face my brothers
Going out of your way throwing eggs at out door
Then your dawg rolled up, took a shit on the floor
Then your boy jumped in said "Don't fight anymore"
Tell us 'just ignore' when you draw your sword
Well I'm getting really dizzy from the whiplash
One day praying for me, then the next you tryna hide cash
Kinda screwed up this little game of subtle diss tracks
Let me clear it up, Scru and Munfu suck ass
Sad little Nick Cannon wannabes, on a dissing spree
All the people that you fighting in your Twitter tree
Ratio you, take a bow, say "Scru You"
Such a good name for you, dude, some props due
But take this into consideration
You and your whole bigot-filled hate nation
The only guy giving you any time or patience
Is a troll in a mask with a joking occupation
'Cause the big names you dissing are dismissing you
The real ones who rock with you don't know you, or they'd block you too
Don't you know we all have seen receipts?
From when you used your money just to be a creep
You won't box Grizzy, but you'll pay for some "box"
Flown to your house, 'cause when you're ugly - cash talks
I guess it wouldn't matter, it's too normal on the scene
But make sure your future marks are at least 18
( We Skeem )
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