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- //Intro
- y'know... theres so many people out here who chat shit.
- they always say shit. but.. they never do shit...
- see while youre chatting online, flexing for your friends,
- im out here putting music on the streets.
- where the fuck are you homie? Hit me up...
- yeah I got little bone to pick with homo pricks,
- who never shut their mouth until theyre clogged shut with dicks
- it must be this, always posing hard until the photo clicks,
- Their rappings shit, its monotone and you got one hit
- 41k views well whoopay and touche,
- Keepnit real you say well I don't ever play
- oh wait you got 21 likes and its been up a month,
- Please stop now. You've done enough
- keep spitting these writtens till you get in a predicament
- im not gonna finish this till you get on your knees
- an realise you're fantasizing
- catch another track from me, its like a free vasectomy,
- emasculated while you waiting patiently for zones to blow,
- its not going nowhere just like your career,
- you rhyme weak syllables like diarrhoea,
- why do I care if your mummys here
- aint nobody care if you check your mail,
- that's why you wont "prevail"
- who the fuck uses a term like that?
- its like a doctor Zeus book Cat in the Hat
- why do you make no sense please answer that,
- I'm on the loose, you ready for a torrent?
- I don't care about tomorrow,
- popping xannys left and right like my life was shortened,
- all this Xanax in my mouth and nose
- means everything I spit is dope
- shoulda died from overdose got off the ropes
- I can take any hope you've got and crumble it till you drop
- im the hardest thing around here over theres a rock,
- youre stuck, cant get out cant get uck,
- we all know about the parties where you follow girls consciously
- until their conscience leaves,
- pick em up beneath a tree then get slapped and have to leave
- shit I ain't even supposed to be here by the grace of God
- Now how fucking irritated are you,
- how much in your face am I?!
- tryna stay real but you'll say slash it with a hatchet?
- really that's a new one, i'll go back and find my matchstick,
- flame you down ill take the crown,
- take the tiara off your head and ram it down under your brow,
- take that fucking stupid hat with you,
- youre not with the shits so why you tryna be it,
- only shit you know is what your in and its deep,
- youre ignorant on the beat, you got nothing new to say,
- stoner tunes or singing blues, I'm bored man change the tune
- im not you, you don't know me, you don't own me,
- youre not obie trice to be spitting killer rhymes,
- come here with the big hat and sunglasses
- you can get glassed, im nasty on the mic,
- take a little vicadin and spin a little trouble in,
- im probably going crazy, call me slim shady I don't even care,
- you don't know what fuck is going on up here,
- I been through shit you only dream about,
- my nightmares are scarier than anything you've been through,
- head over to Whitgift and put your head through a window,
- what you gonna do with those skinny arms,
- you cant cause harm to me or my dogs,
- my bars sound like I'm lifting off
- your bars sound like you jacking off,
- get your jacket off its fake,
- its too late to say what you wanna say,
- I've said it all, put it all in your way,
- I am a junky, I do like druggies,
- I do go to private school and no my mum don't love me,
- watcha gonna say now? left you scratching your brain now
- maybe you should stick to modelling,
- cos your rapping don't look great now
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