I don't lose
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ill be cool like him n post my lyrics....see if he can read into it on the deeper level....but prolly not.....
this is what happens when a faggot starts yappin
opens up his trap just to get it smacked in
o-y, no i dont think you have it
quit this act quick, fore you get your ass ripped
n i dont mean an ass rip like you used to havin
more like the type that fuckin caves your ass in
but im passive when i come at kids
cuz kids be touchy now a days n i wont haveeee it
n less i get into all the fuckin sentament
i mean touchy like a bitch, bitch your too sensitive
i mean we kicked you out...oh well, just fuck it
that was forever ago, n you still holding grudges
suck it like gen x, its past dude
im so far past you, its the second time i lapped you
i mean second time ive smacked you, have you
come to your senses, already i ask you
why you thinkin you got skills, you make me laugh dude
blowin up tito n shit all up on his cashews....
back the fuck up before i smack you
leave you black blue, bruised from what my raps do...
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n dont think im done with your wack ass rap scheme
you have me, asking, hows he think he has heat
punks tryin to punch with a line bout hutch?
ill say it again kid -shut the fuck up
this is the verse where your words get disceted
ripped open, showin every flaw that you said bitch
first off let me check, did somebody shoot me
cuz i was dyin on the floor when this kid said poopy?
whos he, think that he was, fuck how you figure?
that its fuckin slick to call a guy a gold digger?
this beginner need to begin ta learn some basics
face it, your not on my level or my element
you need some elevator shit
something to elevate your shit, hella quick
cuz i aint waitin bitch....ill pause then say this shit
i aint gon battle a one syllable scheamer
a dreamer, who runs to the middle of fingers
to finger his ass hole, cuz he has no...friends...
claims to be deep but face value is where your ugly ass hole ends
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well i thought about the army
dad said, son you're fucking high
and i thought, yeah there's a first for everything
so i took my old man's advice
three sad semesters
it was only fifteen grand spent in bed
i thought about the army
i dropped out and joined a band instead
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