1st track well like three verses,usually freestyle but gettin into this writin shit.tell me sup,i know may b long wit 3 verse but please peep it.1

((Verse 1))
Im far from the greatest,hardly the latest kid to do this,but screw it/
everyone knew it when I came in I would be flamin, puttin my name in with those who made it/
Hate it to a different degree when they saw me/
Yall stars need a verse,call me,yall looked at me unlawfully like I hauled wit me the white race appaled to see mc's/
it was ya love me or hated me cause I balled for free/
They Mad cause they couldnt grasp Me when I spit nasty, shit IM not flashy so blast ya beats when you pass Me/
I'll rhyme clear or raspy, so when you hear me IM TOo crafty/
Lastltly,attempt to imitate,scared cause a kid intimidates stars who bent ON beef,Yall just mimic Hate/
Damn im on some next shit,wanna test it,Gimmie a minute in a clinic/
I'll spin it and have the place burst out,with the worst shit out they chest/
BEatin Hearts like a Fat Man who worked out with no rest,givin infants heart attacks and old people straps/
makin they old ass shoot craps in hoods, damn im good,I can hold peoples attention,yo did I mention,im white,damn you right/
you cant feel me now cause your not supposed to,well check it,you nice you nice,them other cats aint come close to me,iight/

((Verse 2))
Theyv'e been dropped, dissed,and forgotten/
Stopped bein hot and wound up rotten,since I got I been spotted in the makings of a star/
Its about what youv'e done,who gives a fuck who you are/
In the industry it can be hard,Theres cats with Plaques makin So called comebacks/
Ya got these So called gangstas who dont even know what guns pack/
In this Game they sound the same Ya pickin Names outta Hats and callin it Rap/
Fuck that, You get slapped for that sayin YOu Fat like crack and Pun back/
bein pushed to execute So I run back to my roots, expected to fire back but i dont shoot/
Its like i feel so loose, these people are already off me, oftently I seen cats who cant stop But Go Pop and its costly/
Thats why you wack and im not,just so hot the skills never lost me, When my Shit gives Kids fearless wills it Must kill you/
that you gotta sell out to sell like me,beggin Tell me How can I sell like Slim and Nelly, How can I be like that/
IIght Dog,put a doorag unda Your Hat and drink ya Pimp Juice black/
Im loosin patience, its ugly aint it, Its an invasion and Kids love it/
Why you hate it, Probably cause im too real with it, so deal with it, or take it to the grave, I got the fans, I just changed the game, its in my hands man/

((Verse 3))
Shit,I never understood, all these mc's challenge and step to me/
if they could they would, got the whole hood runnin up to me/
spit, come on spit, Yall know you cant fuck with me/
Luckily these pieces of shit run along and sit down,its broin puttin only hits out now/
everyone wonders how he does it,maybe he loves it so much He holds a Grudge when its not classic/
so let me hit,yall be gone in a minute,weavin through the traffic/
ya moms conceivin was way too tragic, it aint magic I already had it/
I'll keep it simple,take that Fake love to the Club, I dont need hate in my home/
I murdered it on My own wiht Old flows, the world knows I came into the Pros with no clothes/
Now im well grown today,just get outta my face with ya to weel known to say,oh im the hardest artist/
Man i spit regardless of money,cause im so hungry there always will be passion/
I came in there,Ripped it,Noone was askin what color I was/
It was the jealous Whites who held grudges on what color I was/
other than that its nothin but love, cause We bleed The same Blood/
Thats it, its time yall, that I speak of the truth to our troubled youth/
THere are no disputes,but mine yall,after all,theres no excused for steppin to me,I just thought I'd remind yall