Everything i drop is a hardcore bomb
You’re boring but i’m far more hot
I give it to you straight every g#dd#mn time
And i break it all down like a cardboard box
Quit trying to be smart, you’re not
You ain’t got the guts nor heart or pop
I’m flipping like it’s parkour
Spitting like {?}
m#th*rf#ck*r you the one to start or stop
Keep your car door locked
I’m coming through your radio
I’ve been hustling but don’t nobody wanna pay me though
I keep it bubbling
And my following’s always doubling
But hey is anyone sending money my way? no
I’m broke as a fat chick’s bed
I kill tracks, i leave ’em in caskets, dead
But record labels they would rather act like they’re deaf
And put on a blindfold and walk past me instead
I’m top notch like and iphone screen
I never say anything that i don’t mean
Every time you hear me rap y’all walk away shaking your head
Like “damn how is that guy so clean?”
It’s all sam, b#tch, i have no team
I ain’t got nobody standing behind no scenes
No one’s giving me cash, no one’s supplying no green
It’s me and no one else that i won’t need
I’m straight kicking every time i bust
Every time you listen you’ve got to rewind it once
It ain’t cause you can’t understand what i just said
It’s just so dope you got to remind yourself
How good that line just was
It ain’t too complex
I know just what to do i’m blessed
I’ll raise my hand when they ask who wants next
I’m up because out of all you i’m best
Yes
I got an s ‘ttoed to my chest ’cause i’m super
And i don’t think you’d want to test if it’s true or false
I’m too evolved
Like a smart car crashing into a wall
I won’t move at all
I’ll never get knocked loose and fall
No matter how much of your crew’s involved
I’m just too nuts for you g#dd#mn p#ssies
So maybe if you grew some balls you could finally beat me
Bttt that sh#t makes me laugh when i think of it
f#ck all of the cast that you’re bringing in
Your song sucks and you sound like #ss when you’re singing it
People call me up to bat ’cause i’m swinging it
People call you a bat cause you’re winging it
I don’t care how many rappers you killed
I eliminate streaks like glass when i’m cleaning it
I demolished rhymes in my sleep
I f#cked up all the time when i speak
I say dumb sh#t then i call john cena to help me apologize in chinese
Y’all walked the line like blind sheep
b#tch i crossed the line with my feet
You will not survive
’cause you don’t qualify
You’ll get tossed to the side
You are not that guy
A mad man with the gift of gab
I kick gas, every track gets ripped in half
Megan i don’t have a problem with you being half naked
I’m digging the skin like i’m picking scabs
I walk around the house butt-naked and i stop at every mirror just to stare at my mo’f#cking mullet
I can’t leave the house without a hat ’cause as soon as the b#tches see it i know they’re gonna wanna try and pull it, hey
I turn heads like an awkward fart
I’ll break you in half like a chocolate bar
I’m way too good but i’m not on billboards
So in more than one way, i’m off the charts
I f#cked your wife and it was not that hard
I treated the b#tch like a shopping cart
I picked her out of line then i put a load in her
Then i left her on the curb where my car was parked
I was kidding about that last line
I always put my shopping cart back where it belongs
’cause i’m not a piece of shit
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