Epic Beat (freestyle)
• Written by Tray
Come on Beau, you think you are pro
You think that you glow, more than tomorrow
But you don't have the flow
Because when you go to the show, you play the piccolo
You just don't have flow, because you don't know the go
Your rhymes are slow, er than my mower
And the time it takes for a donor, to get a transplant
So when I ask a man, what your all about, he tells me you just scream and shout
You want the money, well that's unlucky
There's a hierarchy, so don't be grumpy
You want the fame, more than your name
You want the game so you just sound lame
So don't blame me when when I agree, that Froggy Fresh is an alien abductee
Because I know where he comes from, from a dump or mental home
So go run jump off the edge, because one less Froggy is better than
When China bombed Iran, because he makes up rhymes no sooner than
A lawyer with a lifetime can, so go and smoke some weed and then maybe you'll understand
You think you're good, because you where a hood,
But you actually should, wear a cape because your as fake as Drake,
That's because when you were a baby your were the biggest mistake,
You rap like you got rabies, you'll give me a headache
But when I was at birth, I did freestyle unrehearsed
That's how I landed on earth, a rapper at childbirth
Immersed in dispersing, my non-cursing rehearsing
I know that's confusingly conversin', but I'm only a normal person
So if I'm tripping you, it's all tricking willingly
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Tray
Member since February 26 2015