Thursday, September 5, 2019

Verse

It's the modern day mic wrecker
Kill a track like it's my omega
I'm holding fuckin' beats for ransom, no Lil Tecca
Deck a, nigga in the face
When I step in the place
Cause I could give a fuck less about your music taste
You're a waste of space
To the tracks I lace
And Murda like Mase
You know you can't pick up the pace
When I spit this flow
I'm here to get this dough
When I blow up like decorations on a Christmas show
It's strictly business, yo
Like Erick and Parrish
My rhymes are nightmarish
But unappreciated like Cherish
I leave you to perish, no publish
'Cause your shit is rubbish
Against rhymes that's raw, rigid, rugged, sturdy, and thuggish
Harder than a boulder, mane
Fuck with me, it's game over, mane
I'm the Dhalsim of rap, spitting straight yoga flames
When I start wildfires, fuck Smokey the Bear
Burning at 190 degrees, you can't hope to compare
Better prepare or beware
The kid from NC's here
You can't fuck with me like a boss that's cheaper than weave hair
On my Birdman shit, for my town, I'm playing ball
Tryna get noticed by an A&R
Have you saying Auf Wiedersehen for going off like we the same
But we ain't the same
Difference is; I'm raining pain
While you raining pussy juice from your lips and shit
I lyrically injure rappers sweeter than Lipton, bitch
Because you're too soft
You're a fucking goofball
Have you niggas in your feelings like Drake getting booed off
Man, you better screw off
Before I leave your fucking nose red like Rudolph
And get your larynx chewed off
Your rhymes are fabricated
Got me aggravated
Whole fucking fanbase getting captivated
They should be assassinated
Decapitated
Emasculated
Supporting these artists that never graduated
Left the real incapacitated
Their favorite song is what they masturbated to
No, I'm not an old head, but I don't have to hate it, too
Who am I to speak on how the community's too phaseable
When I can be content on how guys like that are replaceable?
Saying they relatable; it's those that are the dumbest ones
And if I ain't shit, then I must be number one
Cause when it comes to beats like this, I'm just slaying
You just playing, I'm just saying

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