[Lyric] Young Anakin F_king problems cover (EsOhEs)

[Intro]

Aye someone tell todd to tie his shoelace
I think this nigga tripping

Bloody murder what he wrote
Bloody murder what he wrote

Uh

[Verse 1:]

I swear I pick battles with the dumbest kids
You're no rapper, you're only famous off ya tumblr pics
Get past the shock factor tactics, how I'm building?
God, and the fact I'm a maverick, I'll give you all a lashing
I've got too much promise, to just demolish
No I ain't going nowhere , not until I've accomplished
My goal of being gold, made whole of my soul
My mind don't need the chronic
I steer free from that hold
Comeback? Step back, man you know you'll get slain
You're stupid, guess the results of chemicals to ya brain
I'm the real Picasso, God knows , He knows, She knows
I'm the real MC you trying to see through the peephole
Dying ya hair blonde? you know , you no Caucasian
Darius, dashawn, will tell you I'm a king in the making
And you a peasant, trying to fit in the kings presence
Check my authentication, drown you in lakes, it won't be pleasant
Jovanny, I expected more, cause what straight guy
Complains about stray whores
You probably mad cause you got lured , but that's your fault
If you put, love to a hault, you won't open up doors
Uh
Just to catch an arrow to your artery
You could never touch my artistry bruh
Your weak bars are hardly enough, to handle me
I'm armed with the, red dot , bullets speeding
Till ya heart stops and bleeding
Uh
Not a shooter though, only with these chords
You know me
Check the beat, check the lyrics there's a sword
In it lowkey
And if this don't work, I got a army of
Homies
And you'll have a war with the stars if you
Clone me
Oh you done clashed with a menace
What sense does it make to come attack an apprentice?
Asked the emperor , he said "have at it kid go get him"
Using the force to force the withdrawal and finish
Of ya career, before it even pops off
Just give me a minute and I got ya'll
Don't believe me, Ima show ya'll, Ima show off
Man ya'll told me todd killing me, but his flows off
Man get ya flow right
Get ya, get ya flow right
You either got no shine or you just don't glow bright
You won't even make the cut, if you do, ya pay gets cut
And you'll be stuck , with no bucks for your naked sluts
Sucks to suck huh? sucker punch ya
You can't even manage a beat from gambino?
I don't know rodrigo, but he'll crap on you like a casino
Never been to jersey shore but
(break)
Never been to jersey shore , but you like a guido on cocino
And you gassed , I'm setting you back, handing you the beano
And you dead and awake as far as dreams go
Better than this kid? better get off that lean bro
Man, can't just kill you, I gotta savage it
Bow to the name, I won't stand here, while you slander it
Lets see what the card reads
An immediate end, to the lenientness
Can't comprehend ? sorry
It means no mercy, I should stop you're not worthy
Cause how you gon' be a rapper?
And you looking like fergy
Furby, and kirby , all in one
You're already dead, I'm done
And this is fun...
[Outro]

Stop the beat, stop the beat

Lets bring you back to diss track rules
It's not about views
It's about who outdoes who
And if you dare say this kid
With two colors in his hair won
Then you're a fool
Not kendrick but I'll make pools of blood
Out of you
And make you swim in it

I said I'll make a swimming pool full of rappers
Then you dive in it
A water grave full of corpse, and it's your turn
To lye in it